I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

In his past life, he had always longed to be a police officer.

Even before he knew the difference between boys and girls, he set his sights on becoming a policeman.

And he was very fortunate to have his ambition realized.

In his past life, he was the quintessential "other people's child".

Throughout primary and secondary school, I consistently ranked among the top students.

He achieved an exceptionally high score in the college entrance examination and was successfully admitted to the police academy.

His performance at the police academy remained outstanding, and upon graduation, he successfully concluded his police academy career with the highest overall score in his class.

Just three days after graduating from police academy, he was transported to this unfamiliar era...

He remembered that before he traveled through time, he was leisurely reading a book in his own study.

As I was reading, I suddenly felt a little tired, so I lay back on the chair and started to take a nap.

When he opened his eyes again... he had become Tachibana Aoto, a policeman in ancient Japan, and then he found himself involved in a manhunt without really knowing what was going on...

—So I slept until I time-traveled?!

Qingdeng's face was full of black lines.

Having given up on figuring out how he had transmigrated, Qingdeng took a deep breath and continued to massage his temples.

He is now searching for Hara Tachibana Aoto's memories.

He wanted to figure out which part of Japan he was in.

Aoto perfectly inherited all of Hara Tachibana Aoto's memories, so with just a moment's recollection, he remembered what time it was: Ansei 7...

What year is it?

do not know……

This is probably because the Gregorian calendar had not yet become popular in Japan at that time.

The current ruler of Japan is a behemoth called the Tokugawa Shogunate, also known as the Edo Shogunate.

—No… I have absolutely no idea what year of the Gregorian calendar I’m in in Japan…

The black lines on Qingdeng's face deepened...

In Yuanju Qingdeng's memory, all he knows is what the current era name is; he has no concept of the Gregorian calendar.

Qing Deng couldn't calculate the current time based on the era name, since he didn't know much about Japanese history.

He has never been interested in history, and he knows absolutely nothing about Japanese history.

After giving up on figuring out what year AD he was in, Qing Deng began to think about what the mechanical voice that had been ringing in his head earlier was all about.

—Could this be…the so-called system…?

In his previous life, Qing Deng had read some online novels and was no stranger to the so-called "system".

After Qingdeng silently recited "system" a few times in his mind, a virtual screen appeared in front of him:

……

Name: Tachibana Aoto (?)

Current talents:

Night Vision

……

The content on this virtual screen was surprisingly sparse, just two lines of text.

Qingdeng noticed a small question mark at the very end of the line that listed his name.

He tried to focus his attention on the small question mark, which then expanded into a new virtual screen:

……

【Rules for using the talent copying system:】

[1. After fighting someone with a special talent, regardless of victory or defeat, you can copy one of their talents. (Note: Not everyone possesses a special talent; the vast majority of people are ordinary people without any special talents.)]

[II. If the target possesses multiple talents, they will be randomly copied.]

[3. No matter who it is, they can only copy a talent from someone once. Once a talent has been copied from someone, even if that person has other talents, it cannot be copied a second time.]

[IV. When a talent is activated, the corresponding item on the system interface will glow.]

[5. The number of talents a host can possess is unlimited, but no two hosts can have the same talent.]

[VI. Copying a talent takes time; you must engage in combat with an opponent for at least 10 seconds before you can copy a talent.]

[7. When the host meets certain conditions, a new talent may awaken on its own.]

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How should I put it... Qingdeng just feels that this system is just too approachable!

Even the usage rules are clearly marked, making them easy to understand at a glance.

—Is this... the legendary system cheat...?

Qingdeng slapped his face hard, trying to see if he was dreaming, but the stinging pain in his cheek and the virtual screen that hadn't disappeared from his eyes told him that he wasn't dreaming.

He truly had a cheat code.

Qingdeng felt a smile creeping onto his face as the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

The unease that had been lingering in his heart due to his travel to an unfamiliar environment and era dissipated somewhat.

—So you have to fight your opponent for more than 10 seconds to copy their talent...? Come to think of it... the fight with that second-in-command of the Benevolent Clan did indeed last for more than 10 seconds...

—Awakening one's talent on their own...

Qingdeng was most concerned about the last rule of this usage: under certain conditions, such as a change in mindset, a new talent could be awakened on its own.

—The idea that new talents will be awakened after certain conditions are met... that's too vague...

After thinking about it for a while, I realized that I couldn't come up with anything by just thinking, so I simply stopped thinking about it and focused my attention on the talents I currently possess:

Current talents:

Night Vision

The word "night vision" on the system interface was surrounded by golden light.

This must be what was mentioned in point 4 of the rules: when a talent is active, the entries on the system interface will glow.

Qingdeng is currently in a dimly lit environment, so his "night vision" talent has been activated automatically.

Qingdeng currently only has this one talent—and he only acquired it after he killed the second-in-command of the "Renyi Clan" with a single blow.

Looking at his only talent, which he had just copied, Qing Deng felt a little conflicted.

The only talent he currently possesses is one that he just copied from someone else—meaning that his body previously had no special talents and was just an ordinary person.

However, after calming himself down, Qingdeng felt relieved: the system's user manual also stated that not everyone has special talents; most people are ordinary and have nothing special about them.

My current body is just an ordinary body with nothing special about it.

Qingdeng began to seriously examine the talent he had just copied.

It must be said that the talent of "night vision" is indeed extremely practical.

In this day and age, streetlights don't exist. Unless you're in a "city that never sleeps" like Yoshiwara, you can hardly walk at night without a lantern.

At this moment, Qingdeng was on a secluded path. The surrounding houses and shops were all closed, and the only source of light was the lantern in his hand.

Despite the dim light, Qingdeng could still see everything around him clearly, just as if it were daytime.

This must be the effect of his talent—the ability to see clearly even in complete darkness.

call!

Just then, a gust of cold wind blew in.

A sudden gust of cold wind slipped into the gaps in Qingdeng's clothes, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

"It's so cold..." Qing Deng tightened the collar of his haori.

[Note: Haori: the outer garment worn under a kimono]

According to the memory of "Yuanju Qing Deng", today is January 12th, which is the middle of winter.

Feeling the surroundings getting colder, Qingdeng breathed warm air onto his hands, then picked up his lantern and stood up: "Let's hurry home..."

With the gift of "night vision", Qingdeng doesn't actually need lanterns for lighting at all.

Just as Qingdeng was pondering whether or not to extinguish the flame in the lantern—

Cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha—!

The sound of straw sandals scraping the ground suddenly rang out from Qingdeng's right side!

Qingdeng subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

Three samurai wearing straw hats came running towards him!

As Qing Deng turned his gaze to the three men, they all reached for the swords at their waists.

Three clanging sounds rang out as the three men drew their swords, their aura menacing!

Seeing the three samurai charging towards him with swords, Qing Deng's expression changed drastically.

These people were incredibly fast; in the blink of an eye, the person at the front—a fat man—had already reached Qingdeng.

"Ju Qingdeng! You traitor who worships barbarians and fawns on the enemy!" the fat man shouted as he swung his knife at Qingdeng's face. "Die! Die, you traitor!"

The fat man's knife was already slashing down, and Qing Deng didn't have time to draw his own.

Most people would be so terrified in this situation that they would forget to move.