All Heavens: A Role-Playing System Starting from Tianlong

In a small inn in Shaqiao Town, Weichu Prefecture, Dali.

A burly man was talking incessantly to the waiter.

The inn only had one waiter to serve customers, and because of his delay, all the other guests were left waiting.

However, this burly man looked intimidating, and besides his felt hat and leather bundle, he also had a seven-foot-long stick leaning against the side, making it clear at a glance that he was a wandering swordsman.

None of the customers who were delayed by him dared to utter a sound, and the shopkeeper could only stare helplessly as he rolled up his sleeves and went to serve tea and water.

The old shopkeeper was still wondering to himself: his young apprentice was usually as timid as a grain of rice, so why had he changed his nature today and was chatting animatedly with this fierce-looking man?

This problem baffled not only the shopkeeper, but also Li Si, who was having a lively conversation with Zhang Cheng.

He felt that the man had thick eyebrows and big eyes and spoke frankly. Although he was a little intimidated at first glance, he found him trustworthy after talking to him.

"So, the Wuliang Sword Sect's East-West Grand Competition is in two days?"

The man's voice boomed, "If I ride at full speed, can I still catch up?"

"Mr. Zhang, you can rest assured!"

The waiter, Li Si, patted his chest confidently, "That yellow horse you've tied up outside is clearly one in a thousand! Even if we rest here for the night, we won't be late setting off tomorrow morning!"

"Alright, then thank you very much, Brother Li Si."

The man took out a piece of silver and stuffed it into Li Si's hand. "I've taken up half a day of your time, so take this as a token. It'll help you explain to your manager. Oh, and please add some more wine."

In this small town of Shaqiao, it's rare to see guests who spend so lavishly.

The old shopkeeper caught a glimpse of the silver light from afar, and immediately forgot his previous displeasure. He quietly pulled Li Si aside and instructed him to take good care of this sucker.

Hearing the old shopkeeper's impolite address, Zhang Cheng, the sucker himself, felt utterly helpless.

It wasn't that the old shopkeeper was inconsiderate; it was simply that Zhang Cheng's hearing was far beyond that of ordinary people.

Fine, let's just say we're both suckers. We've each gotten what we wanted.

[Lv1 Ranger 3%→4%]

The illusory words before my eyes quietly disappeared.

Zhang Cheng thought to himself: This kind of Jianghu style of drinking from large bowls and eating large chunks of meat may make progress quickly, but money flows like water and it will eventually be unsustainable.

That's right, Zhang Cheng, the "sucker," has a system.

He was not from this world. More than three years had passed since his physical body transmigrated here.

Three years ago, he was struck by lightning and taken to the Weizhou area, where he was rescued by a farmer who lived alone.

Because he didn't understand the language of this era, Zhang Cheng could only pretend to be mute for the time being.

Fortunately, after being struck by lightning, he was dressed in rags and his body was charred black, so he didn't reveal any flaws.

After living and eating with the old farmer for nearly two months, he finally understood how to play the "role-playing system" on him.

Zhang Cheng chose this name himself because the system required him to play the corresponding profession in order to obtain rewards.

Simply put, he gains progress when he acts in accordance with the stereotypes of the profession, and loses progress when he does not.

In addition, after achieving certain accomplishments, you'll also get some odd and wonderful little gadgets as an extra reward.

By working in the fields alongside the farmers, he unlocked the [Farmer] profession and incidentally learned [Northern Song Mandarin].

Unfortunately, not long after, the two encountered a small group of Western Xia troops crossing the border to raid for supplies. Although Zhang Cheng sensed something was wrong beforehand, he still couldn't save the old farmer.

Zhang Cheng, who later realized that in this unlucky Song Dynasty, trouble would come knocking on his door even if he did nothing, went to Weizhou City to join the army in order to seek revenge and become stronger.

Weizhou was located on the border between the Song and Xia dynasties, and there were frequent frictions between the two sides.

Three years have passed, allowing him to advance to level three in his [Soldier] profession, and transforming him from a green recruit into a battalion commander.

In the Weizhou region, he, "Big Spear Zhang San" Zhang Dutou, was somewhat well-known.

Limited by the transportation level and information dissemination speed of the Northern Song Dynasty, it wasn't until three months ago, during a mission in cooperation between the Song army and the Beggars' Sect, that Zhang Cheng belatedly realized that this was not the real Song Dynasty at all, but the world of "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils"!

Heaven has mercy! It wasn't that Zhang Cheng was slow to react; it was simply that as a lowly soldier, he had limited contact with people of varying levels of social standing.

Even the cannon fodder of Juxian Manor and the extras of the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands who appeared in the book "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" were all formidable figures who would dominate their own territory in their respective regions. As for the well-known big shots in the original book, they were even more beyond Zhang Cheng's reach.

Therefore, Zhang Cheng, realizing he had chosen the wrong profession, decisively chose to restart. In a raid on a Western Xia stronghold, he bravely covered the rear and faked his death to escape.

He inquired along the way and arrived at Wuliang Mountain, hoping to seize the opportunity to enter the blessed land of Langhuan.

As for how a fierce-looking outsider like him could accurately obtain intelligence in an unfamiliar place, it was naturally thanks to the new ability he unlocked after changing his job to [Wandering Swordsman], [Humble Heroic Name].

The profession of "Wandering Swordsman" gave him three skills:

[Martial Arts Skills]: You can choose a set of basic martial arts skills to master permanently.

[Clear Senses and Perception]: Gain basic knowledge of the underworld and survival instincts. Able to recognize common gang symbols, understand most slang, and have a preliminary awareness of obvious malice and traps.

[Humble Heroic Name]: Among ordinary people and those in the lower echelons of the martial arts world, you are more likely to gain basic trust and information.

To be fair, if he weren't in a martial arts novel, Zhang Cheng would definitely choose to continue serving in the army instead of becoming some kind of chivalrous hero.

Because the abilities he gained in his military career far surpassed those of a chivalrous knight-errant in terms of enhancing his strength, and the actions of killing enemies to advance his role were much easier than those of chivalrous knight-errant.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng had a thought, and three icons appeared in front of him: a hoe, a spear, and a longsword.

Besides the longsword, the first two icons have now lost their color, which means that Zhang Cheng does not meet the role requirements and cannot obtain the corresponding career progress.

Fortunately, although he can no longer upgrade, the enhancements he has already gained will not be erased, and Zhang Cheng is still a superman with the level 3 [Soldier] class bonus.

After downing the wine the waiter had just poured him in one gulp, Zhang Cheng estimated the remaining amount in his wallet and prepared to get up and go to his room to rest.

It's a pity about my pension. I wonder if the "will" I left behind will ensure that the money ends up in the hands of my men...

As he was pondering this, he suddenly heard the sound of approaching, rapid hoofbeats.

The horse's hooves moved evenly and swiftly, clearly a fine steed chosen from among many.

Strange, where did such a fine horse come from in this remote and impoverished place? Could it be that my faked death has been discovered?

It was extremely difficult for soldiers in the Song Dynasty to be removed from the military register, especially for officers on the front lines of the border.

Anyone who leaves without permission is considered a deserter and will be subject to a nationwide manhunt.

However, judging from the sound that the other party was alone, Zhang Cheng was not afraid. He just hoped that it was not an acquaintance. He picked up his cudgel and walked out.

Upon opening the door, a woman in black, her face veiled and a sword at her waist, entered the inn's courtyard.

The young woman was dressed in black, which accentuated her exquisite figure. Half of her face was exposed, and her skin was as white as snow. Her black hair was styled like that of a young girl. Although a black veil covered her face, making it difficult to see her full features, one could tell she was a beauty just by looking at her picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

When she saw Zhang Cheng, a burly man, carrying a stick, walk out of the inn, she immediately became alert and stopped in her tracks.

Zhang Cheng also stopped, because he had already recognized the woman's background.

There may be many women dressed like this in the world of Tianlong, but the only one who would appear near Wuliang Mountain at this time, accompanied by a divine steed, is Mu Wanqing.

Before Zhang Cheng could make any move, Mu Wanqing, who was standing face to face with him, suddenly raised her left wrist, and "whoosh whoosh whoosh," three crossbow bolts pierced the air and came flying.

Zhang Cheng: ?