Chapter 5 Golden Sword

Style: Fantasy Author: solar stormWords: 2437Update Time: 24/01/18 09:47:03
Li Zhengyi could still hear his father gently admonishing him not to have too many illusions.

He had always felt that he could eat enough by listening to others' advice, so he secretly lowered his requirements in his heart and was no longer so attached to the previous armored fighting vehicle.

After all, judging from the information he collected, even if it is an ordinary pistol that awakens, it can be considered a very rare and fortunate thing.

It's better to just enjoy the armored fighting vehicles in your dreams. Even Father Li and the others have never seen anything of that level.

Since he could not get much information and guidance from his father, Li Zhengyi ended the topic in a very practical way, leaving his old father to wash the dishes alone.

He came to the living room and flipped through several channels on the TV, trying to see if he could find something more cutting-edge.

"Don't worry, what dad said before is not groundless. There is indeed news that in the future, non-mainstream awakened people will also receive resources and systematic training."

"You are in for a treat. It's not like dad and us. Except for the mainstream awakened ones, everyone else grows wildly on their own."

Perhaps he could see Li Zhengyi's inner anxiety. After washing the pots and pans, his father sat next to him and said some soothing words.

However, Li Zhengyi didn't listen to much of this, and kept fantasizing in his heart about what kind of powerful things he would awaken.

Or what if you can’t wake up?

After all, most people are ordinary people who cannot awaken. Will they still live a boring life step by step like in the previous life?

The night gradually became quiet, and Li Zhengyi fell into a trance in anticipation and anxiety.

Lying quietly on the wooden bed next to the window, the bright moonlight coated his face with a hazy silver light.

Suddenly, Li Zhengyi frowned...

"Can you accept the punishment?"

Illusive and ethereal voices came from all around, and Li Zhengyi found himself standing in a spacious huge stone palace. A hazy shadow sat on a stone chair on the high platform in front of him, with bright and billowing clouds behind him.

The ethereal and indifferent voice reached his ears, and his body became heavier and heavier. The other figures standing around him were as motionless as statues.

Under the immense pressure, Li Zhengyi finally couldn't hold it any longer and knelt on one knee in the center of the hall.

He held an unsheathed long sword tightly in his hand to support his body. Everything around him was so hazy, even his own appearance was so blurry. Only the long sword was clearly imprinted there.

The long sword is golden in color, has a sharp blade, and has complex square inscriptions engraved on the blade. The hilt of the sword is columnar, and the sword grid and the sword head are two golden discs, one large and one small.

This golden sword was as familiar and familiar as a part of the body. Just as Li Zhengyi stared at the sharp sword curiously and observed it carefully, he couldn't help but say something.

"I accept my punishment."

Then he lost control of his body. He kept moving his right hand to throw away the golden sword, but the hilt seemed to have grown in his hand. Even if he let go of his hand, it still stood there supporting his body.

Two different consciousnesses appeared in Li Zhengyi's mind. He wanted to hold the long sword, but the other consciousness tried his best to throw it away.

The two consciousnesses were pulling back and forth like a tug of war, and there was silence in the hall.

Suddenly, Li Zhengyi felt as if he had received an electric shock. The golden sword in his hand was hit hard on the thick stone slab under his gaze, and he let out a lamentation that sounded like weeping.

"swing!"



"No……!"

Li Zhengyi suddenly sat up from the bed. While gasping for breath in the darkness, he found that he was still in the living room at home.

"Is it a dream?"

In the dead of winter, he broke out in a cold sweat...

It was dark outside the window. Li Zhengyi sat on the bed and panted for a while before gradually calming down. Looking at the clock hanging on the wall, I realized that it was only a little after three in the morning.

"Huh, why do you keep having these strange dreams?"

After muttering something, Li Zhengyi lay back down again, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he opened them again immediately.

Then he closed his eyes and opened them and blinked back and forth, and then the strange expression on his face turned into surprise.

"It's finally here."

It turned out that after he closed his eyes, he found that there were several rows of numbers in front of him.

【李正燚】

Strength: 0.78

Stamina: 0.69

Agility: 1.03

Constitution: 1.53

Spirit: 1.98 (moon waning)

Sure enough, the golden finger is a must-have medicine for time travellers.

After being excited for a while, Li Zhengyi suppressed his excitement and carefully checked his attribute table.

When he saw that his strength and endurance were so weak, he was very angry and thought how could he be so weak.

When I saw the agility item, I was slightly satisfied, and at the same time I asked in my mind: "Is this uncle a speed player?"

Later, when he saw that his physical and mental strength were far superior to those of ordinary adults, Li Zhengyi felt that this was worthy of his status as a time traveler.

"The mental power is as high as 1.98. There must be no problem in awakening now."

"But what do the last two words mean? Mental state is related to the moon? When the moon is waning, there should be a full moon, right?"

Li Zhengyi couldn't figure it out for a while. He couldn't find the instructions and didn't get any explanation.

Now comes the critical moment!

"Dark Blue!"



"Isn't that so? System? I want to add more!"

"Why haven't you responded yet? Big brother? Big brother? Master!?"

No matter how Li Zhengyi called, his mind was still so silent and he didn't get any response.

"No, is there only this quantitative display interface? That's not as good as..."

"Forget it, something is better than nothing. Besides, according to the normal routine, the better ones should be left behind. If you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, you can wait and see..."

The roller coaster-like feeling kept Li Zhengyi from falling asleep in the second half of the night. Even just those few numbers without any fluctuations made him look back and forth.

As a result, when he was woken up the next day, he looked so sluggish that his mother scolded him several times with a straight face.

After his parents went out, Li Zhengyi, who couldn't resist the sleepiness, lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

"Weak chicken."

After her sister Li Xiaoli scorned him, she also went out to play with friends.

On the first day of vacation, Li Zhengyi fell asleep completely. When he woke up, it was almost noon.

Although I no longer have the same energy as last night, I still close my eyes from time to time and look at the numbers that have been engraved in my mind.

"How to improve?"

Currently unable to find a way to add points, Li Zhengyi always thought about how to increase those values ​​by hundreds or even thousands in one go.

"In this case, I will practice it myself. Anyway, with the attribute table, I can intuitively see the improvement effect!"

"Hu~hu~"

But not long after he left, Li Zhengyi came back, slumped on the sofa and breathing heavily like a mangy dog.

He didn't expect that this young body would have such poor endurance. He had only been running for more than ten minutes, and his throat felt like it was on fire.

"I was so weak when I was in high school? No, right?"