god of tomorrow

Gao Wen patted his flat stomach, unsure whether this was a blessing in disguise, curing a potential hidden danger, or a physical mutation that granted him the ability to melt in his mouth.

If I'm not mistaken, the reason why the original owner had no magic power, or any magic at all, lies at the genetic level.

Where is the so-called "Child of the Stars"? Such a cool nickname, it sounds like his ancestors were rich, so why does he have a genetic disease?

"What's wrong with this body? It clearly has high damage output with both its left and right fists, so why is it so incompatible with magic and almost took me away?"

Gawain was completely baffled and could only blame it on the fact that his Supreme Bone had been dug up.

"Thankfully it grew back."

Chapter 9: Keep adding points, keep having fun!

Gao Wen is ill.

He is disabled.

If it weren't for the system's data-driven skill point allocation, he would never have been able to unlock magic power in his entire life; if it weren't for the system keeping him alive, he would have already died in the emergency room.

Gao Wen was very curious about what newbie rewards the AI ​​assistant had 'withheld' before. Was it the Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill or the Gene Repair Pod? He wanted the AI ​​assistant to show them off and stop hiding them.

The AI ​​assistant refused to comply, firmly stating that once it was used up, it was gone.

Gawain insisted, and the AI ​​assistant couldn't resist, but it had its own bottom line, which was Gawain's lifeline: it wouldn't provide physical objects, only data information, thus opening Gawain's eyes.

[Medical insurance card (when you don't need it, you can find it everywhere; when you do need it, you can't find it anywhere. After finally getting a replacement, hey, you can find it again!)]

"Great stuff, I'll put this in my eye and reward it as a bonus next time I do a mission." Gao Wen's eyes lit up.

"..."

The AI ​​assistant doesn't respond; whether the host genuinely wants something or is just talking nonsense, it treats it all as just talking nonsense.

After all, it really wastes the host's life!

Having escaped death once again, and having overdrawn his life force yet again, Gao Wen not only failed to take life and death lightly, but instead cherished his life even more, thinking about finding a doctor as soon as possible to see if his body was truly cured, or if the hidden dangers had been buried even deeper.

"Dear host, I think you can rest assured that your illness has been cured."

Don't tell me what you think, tell me what I think!

Gao Wen held a negative view. The AI ​​assistant was good; it could scan his body down to the genetic level. However, it had only been in development for a short time and was still in the underworld without living people. Without a reference point for data modeling, it had no right to speak.

Otherwise, the first scan would have revealed that he was sick.

Unfortunately, this is the underworld, where there is no market demand. What good doctor would come here to apply for a job?

Orthopedic surgeon?

Expecting to find a doctor in this godforsaken place is less likely than hoping to see a prisoner carrying a helicopter just a few steps away.

"Actually, there's another way to get a diagnosis without seeing a doctor..."

Gao Wen muttered to himself, he couldn't examine the root cause of the illness, but he could examine the symptoms.

The first mission yielded 10 free attribute points, plus 3 magic points from the past three days, for a total of 13 magic points. Whether the healer has recovered or not, it will be clear once all of them are used!

Thinking of this, Gawain decisively spent 1 point of magic.

This way, the death will be slower, and there's still a chance to save the patient.

"Hiss hiss hiss—"

A slight chill ran through his body, causing Gao Wen to groan. It hurt a little and itched a little, but compared to the excruciating pain that had penetrated to the bone, this level of pain was at most flirting.

It was even kind of fun!

Keep adding points and keep enjoying the fun.

Of the 10 free attribute points, 7 were allocated to magic power, and Gawain also allocated 1 point each to speed, strength, and stamina. By process of elimination, it was proven that only when magic power was increased did he feel satisfied.

Ugh, pain!

"As it stands, it should be fine now."

Gawain stood up and patted the suspected ashes off his body. If he wasn't mistaken, the tingling and sour pain when adding magic points was probably the magic circuit forming in his body.

Similar to how martial arts masters use internal force to open up the eight extraordinary meridians, a slight swelling and pain is a normal reaction.

[Character Panel - Ordinary Iron]

Name: Gao Wen (Level 1 VIP)

Race: Terran

Occupation: Unemployed (Freelancer)

Level: 2

Experience: 41/200

Speed: 162 (S+)

Strength: 160 (S+)

Endurance: 177 (S+)

Charisma: 80 (A+)

Magic Power: 11 (C)

Wealth: 0

This genetic recombination not only gave Gawain the physique of a normal person to learn magic, but also strengthened his body, increasing all his stats. Combined with the beginner protection card, the stats became even more impressive.

My membership is about to expire; it's time to work hard for tomorrow's jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe).

Fellow undead, are you home? My membership is about to expire, and I need to borrow some gold coins from you!

"Issue the mission for 'Battle Two'."

Gawain gave the order decisively. The first battle allowed him to understand his ecological niche. He was intelligent and had good numerical values. Ordinary undead were no match for him.

Once you overcome your fear of darkness, you can move freely through the vast underworld, as swiftly as the wind.

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Bang!

In the darkness, the slowly flowing death energy was as if struck by a heavy blow, and stirred into chaos by the strong wind.

After a thrilling and exhilarating battle, Gawain poked the scattered skulls on the ground with his baseball bat, his mouth twisting into a smirk as he unleashed his full power. From threats and intimidation to blatant coercion, he used every kind of harsh language imaginable, confirming once again that the skeleton soldiers' intelligence was pathetic and they couldn't communicate.

Sign language doesn't work either.

The fact that these spirits lack communication skills yet act collectively in small teams, exhibiting clear social relationships, suggests that someone, or some other entity, is controlling them.

Gawain temporarily categorized the opponent as a high-level undead with command abilities.

He prayed silently. Ordinary soldiers couldn't speak, but high-ranking undead certainly could, at least they could use sign language, possessed considerable wisdom, and had some understanding of the underworld, knowing that there was a path to leave it.

The underworld is a good place to gain experience, but it is definitely not a place to stay for long. Staying there for too long will only deplete Gawain's life force, which is a slow suicide.

"Dear host, the number of wandering undead is increasing. According to observation, they are not wandering aimlessly, but are on guard..." The AI ​​assistant explained the conclusion drawn after summarizing the data.

Gawain nodded. He had also noticed that he had been encountering gold coins—no, skeleton soldiers—more and more frequently these past few days. The latter were organized and disciplined, much like scouts scattered around the camp after a large army had set up camp.

If I'm not mistaken, there is a city of the dead ahead, and it's on high alert.

The object of vigilance...

Gawain touched his face, wisely refraining from embellishing his own reputation, and certainly not from preparing for the return of Chaos. Chaos could devour even fragments of the Underworld whole; mere undead had no right to do so, and they wouldn't even get a chance to debate scriptures.

Most likely, the water is shallow and there are many turtles, and big shots are everywhere.

The fragments of the underworld are not just one city of the dead; they are hostile to each other and have to send scouts to patrol the surrounding areas to prevent attacks from the other.

"If that's the case, will my constant attacks on scouts cause war between the two sides?"

The possibility is great!

Next, we must intensify our efforts. It's easier to fish in troubled waters. We don't need a bloody battle between bandits or the sudden death of the county magistrate. We just need someone with a sliver of health left. That will be our opportunity.

Unfortunately, this is the underworld, and he, a living person, is too obvious a target. Otherwise, whether he was hiding in the bushes or protecting everyone in front of him, the success rate of his plan to pick up the scraps would have been greatly increased.

"Take it one step at a time, and the best approach is to accumulate more gold coins."

Gao Wen weighed the baseball bat in his hand and strode into the darkness.

These past two days, we've developed new ways to play the system, so I'm not so afraid of the dark anymore.

Level 1 members have limited benefits; the red name can only be activated during combat. Outside of combat, Gawain cannot see anything in the darkness of the Underworld.

He cleverly exploited a minor problem and found the bug.

The solution to the problem was very simple. In addition to routine tasks such as the second and third battles, Gawain also had the AI ​​assistant issue a long-term task to sweep through the Dark Zone.

As long as the mission continues, he will keep fighting; as long as the fighting continues, he will keep seeing red names.

In this way, he not only has long-term economic security, but can also keep his name red to make up for his lack of vision, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

genius!

If there is any shortcoming, it is that the initial accumulation was too slow.

Ten undead are worth one gold coin. If I want to eat jianbing guozi again tomorrow, I need to hunt at least 30 undead today.

The first battle is important no matter where you go first, so Gawain's first battle is very rewarding, with not only a settlement bonus but also a super multiplier of extra rewards. Subsequent battles will not have these benefits.

High in the sky, a dark vortex churned.

A giant eagle with bone wings hovered among them, its wingspan exceeding five meters. When it flapped its wings, there was no wind, and it stirred up gray death energy to levitate itself in mid-air.

The giant eagle surveyed the underworld with cold indifference, discovering the reason why the undead scouts had been losing contact one after another recently.

Humanity!

The giant eagle opened its beak and hissed, and an invisible wave of soul energy spread out from the eagle, like ripples spreading when a stone is thrown into stagnant water, carrying a deep chill across the boundless darkness.

The wave traveled far and wide, landing on a dilapidated castle that had long since collapsed.

Deep within the castle, amidst the broken walls and ruins, withered black thorns grew, and in the center stood a statue.

The statue was in disrepair for many years and only half of it remained, making it impossible to discern its appearance. One could only vaguely make out that this was an altar used for sacrificial rituals.

A tall figure stood with his back to the altar, holding a long sword upside down in both hands, silently guarding in the shadows.