Starting from the deputy company commander of the Soldier Assault Team

Apart from the whooshing wind outside the car window, the car was very quiet. Neither of them spoke, and Gao Cheng focused solely on driving.

Taking advantage of the situation, Zhang Anbang pretended to close his eyes and rest, but in reality, he immersed himself in his mind and went to check his system.

Gao Cheng glanced at the deputy company commander who was resting with his eyes closed, and for no reason, he felt a surge of anger. He slammed his fist on the steering wheel, not knowing what to say.

Zhang Anbang's thoughts were immersed in his mind, and he was calling upon the system in his mind, just like in the novels he had read in his previous life.

"Dear host, congratulations on entering a new stage. The system has completed its data retrieval. Our journey is to the stars and the sea. Are you ready to set sail?"

Zhang Anbang was speechless. He felt that this system was a bit chuunibyou (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur), but as long as the system was powerful, did it matter if it was chuunibyou or not?

"That's not important at all, the most important thing is strength," he then silently ordered, "Let's begin."

Then I began to look forward to the system's showtime.

"System data retrieval in progress, beep, beep, beep... We regret to inform you that, according to our analysis, the planet you are on is a parallel world with normal technology. It does not contain any fantasy technology, cultivation, or high-level martial arts civilizations, which is detrimental to my survival and development as a member of the advanced civilization Qiankun Universe Kingdom."

And according to the rules, I shouldn't be in that kind of world, so I'm sorry to say goodbye. As a parting gift, here's a small present for you. Goodbye, passerby.

Zhang Anbang felt his scalp tingle. In his previous life, he had been browsing through text on websites like Yangshizi, Modian, and Moma for many years. He had never seen such a system before. It was unheard of and truly eye-opening.

Well then, let's see what kind of gift this guy left behind.

"are you still there?"

"I'm sorry, passerby, by the time you realized what was happening, I was already gone. Because of a problem with the signposts when I was traveling through the time wormhole, I ended up taking you from one dimension to another."

However, you've transformed from a body showing signs of middle-age spread into the body of a promising 21-year-old military officer. Simply put, you've made a huge profit, so don't blame me.

Also, don't think about going back to your original world. Time is a strange thing. Your original world probably already has countless news articles like "A middle-aged man died unfortunately from excessive drinking. We sincerely urge everyone to drink in moderation and not to overindulge in alcohol."

Finally, this is my message; goodbye forever.

Zhang Anbang had "MMP" stuck in his throat the whole time, it was a pity he couldn't curse that bastard system. But what the system said made sense: a programmer in his thirties turning into a young military officer in his early twenties was a guaranteed win.

"Are you there, Gift?" Zhang Anbang called out tentatively.

Immediately, something resembling a light screen panel appeared in his mind.

Host: Zhang Anbang

Height: 183cm

Age: 21 years old

Personal attributes (data dimensions for average healthy men are all 10, with a maximum of 50):

Strength (refers to the ability generated by muscle contraction, which can be divided into explosive power, strength endurance, reaction strength, etc.): 8.5

Speed ​​(including reaction speed, action speed, and movement speed): 8.8

Endurance (including muscular endurance and cardiorespiratory endurance): 9.3

Agility (referring to the ability to quickly and accurately change body posture and direction of movement in complex environments): 26

Flexibility (the range of motion of joints and the extensibility of muscles and tendons, etc.): 18

Coordination (referring to the ability of different parts of the body to work together during movement): 28

Physical condition (involving physique, basic physical activity ability, and physical adaptability): 9.9

Proprioception (referring to the ability to perceive one's own body position and movement): 25

Mental strength (psychological energy and qualities, including attention, memory, thinking ability, emotional regulation ability, etc.): 35

Recovery ability (an individual's ability to recover to normal or peak condition after being subjected to various disturbances; a special ability, with a maximum value of 30, closely related to various physical qualities): 15

The control panel is very user-friendly, with all the data clearly displayed, allowing you to fully understand your situation and make targeted training to address your weaknesses.

Finally, there's a progress bar that doesn't show what it's doing, and it's currently showing one percent.

His mental strength might be due to the fusion with his past life, and the data is quite good. However, his other data can only be described in four words: mediocre. To put it bluntly, some of his data could be described as utterly pathetic.

Although this interface is nice, Zhang Anbang began to miss the sarcastic and chuunibyou system that only had a few lines of dialogue. But this is too stingy, buddy. For a system from a highly advanced civilization, this is all you can offer as a gift? How dare you even show it off?

Undeterred, Zhang Anbang asked again, "Are there any other gifts?"

I didn't get any answer. Luckily, it was just in my head. Wanting a gift isn't shameful; my body is only a two-hundred-month-old baby.

Suddenly, Zhang Anbang noticed several small, floating orbs of light on the panel and imagined clicking on them.

With a "bang," followed by that chuunibyou (delusional) voice, "Not bad, kid, you found a special surprise in the little gift. As the backer who helped you rise to power, even if you're gone, I'll leave you some scraps. Congratulations on obtaining a trial version of a special ability: Recovery ability increased by 150%, valid for one year. After one year, your recovery ability will permanently increase by 30% of the real-time data."

Zhang Anbang said this was great, and that the more gifts the better. Then he looked at a small ball of light behind him, thinking that this should be the last gift, and then he clicked on it.

It's that chuunibyou voice again. As a product of a higher civilization, I must have some hobbies too. As a host I once passed by, you must also have some hobbies. I'll give you some basic abilities as a gift. And don't worry, this system has already taken care of your background and added them to your junior and senior high school years. Thanks to the training of your music teacher, you'll be able to learn them well.

That's right, congratulations to the former random host for acquiring skills. You have gained basic proficiency in using various common musical instruments, basic proficiency in composing music, and basic mastery in singing. These skills will be painlessly absorbed into your mind during your rest.

The last small dot, when clicked, reveals a bonus training method for the eighth level of ancient martial arts plus Xingyi fighting techniques, passed down from my grandfather. I practiced it when I was a child, but later, due to poor health, I stopped. This skill only instills memory and slight muscle memory; the rest requires personal effort to practice.

A friendly reminder: the initial level of proficiency is equivalent to just entering the professional level. As a casual user, you can use this skill to do some occasional moving jobs, but it's unlikely you'll make a living from it.

A basic level of proficiency is considered quite good for an amateur.

All farewell gifts have been distributed. A friendly reminder: money isn't everything, but you can't do without it. Based on our system's calculations, we suggest you consider buying some stocks of liquor brands like Wuliangye and Maotai. Also, buying a house in Yanjing (Beijing) sooner rather than later is highly recommended…

Oh, by the way, here's a massage technique for you to relieve fatigue and promote recovery. When your body is tired, massage can help relieve fatigue and maintain your health.

The method originated from an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor in the village. Long-term adherence to massage can improve circulation, loosen adhesions, relieve pain, create conditions for the body's tissues to repair themselves, and resolve minor internal injuries.

This is all the stuff the chuunibyou system gives you after you leave. Overall, it's pretty good. Although it's just a rigid data panel, it allows people to see timely feedback on your efforts.

The most important thing that can motivate people to put in more effort to reap rewards is to quantify their physical abilities and gain a more realistic understanding of their own level. Although he would prefer the chuunibyou system, Zhang Anbang doesn't want to say it.

As for the musical abilities he received, as a soldier, he doesn't know how to use them yet. He'll just cultivate his taste in his spare time. Maybe when there's a karaoke room in the future, he can go and be a karaoke king/queen. After all, the system said that being a beginner is already a step into the professional level.

I was hoping to just relax and rely on the system to reach the pinnacle of life, but that's not going to work now. I'll have to rely on my own efforts.

Zhang Anbang opened his eyes and glanced at Gao Cheng, whose face was extremely sour. He knew that this son of a military family only valued capable people. As for the rest of the mediocre people, they were just passersby in his eyes, and might even get a smile from him.

But if this mediocre passerby were to enter his territory, he would definitely treat him with disrespect.

Thinking of this, Zhang Anbang pretended that his system was very intelligent and gave himself a task. Ding! Task triggered: Gain the approval of the officers and soldiers of the Seventh Company, reward for better future work.

After amusing himself for a while, Zhang Anbang began to think about the follow-up matters. Before long, he arrived at the headquarters of the Seventh Steel Company. Gao Cheng jumped out of the jeep with a frown and then slammed the door shut.

Gao Cheng strode into the headquarters of the Seventh Company, and even when the guards on duty saluted, Gao Cheng only returned a marching salute somewhat absentmindedly.

"Instructor... Instructor, I've brought the person over to you. You can make arrangements now. I still need to go and oversee the training."

Gao Cheng grew increasingly annoyed with the deputy company commander, gave him a brief instruction, and stormed off.