Infinite Hunter

Infinite Hunter interface stuck

The brown bear of Sanmao, the lion of Chawla, the sloth bear of Mysore, the leopard of Bonnar and the tiger of Champarvath, these are my rivals...

Volume: Volume 1

Chapter 1 Enter

Cheng Yijiu sat in the living room, staring blankly at the TV-like device in front of him. This wasn't his house. As an ordinary office worker, a wealthy one who enjoyed fitness and ancient armor combat, how could he afford to buy a house with a living room that was probably over a hundred square meters?

"I remember I just opened the door to my rented room..." Cheng Yijiu began to recall what had happened about five minutes earlier. Five minutes earlier, he had just finished training and was returning home with his plastic training plate armor and sword. He was stunned when he opened the door—he was greeted by a Western-style hall, reminiscent of a Victorian mansion. It had a fireplace, a huge table, and, of course, carpets. Decorative weapons covered the walls.

"Was I in the wrong place?" Cheng Yijiu wanted to turn back, and sure enough, the door he came in through was different. It was a double-opening door made of solid wood - this wooden door probably cost tens of thousands of dollars. Cheng Yijiu turned around and pushed the door, "Locked?" He found that the door was locked, so he wanted to open the window and jump out... The scene outside the window was the familiar community road outside his home, and there were many people coming and going. "The house I rented is on the third floor, but the scene outside is on the first floor. Something is wrong."

The window couldn't be opened either. He pulled out his tempered plastic sword and slashed at the glass, but the sword, despite its sheer hardness, couldn't even cut the thin glass. "Bulletproof glass?" Cheng Yijiu was puzzled. Then he began looking for a way out. This situation was incredibly strange. How could someone on the first floor have a room like this? And the people passing by were completely oblivious to this situation—even though the windows were large and bright—and the ceiling in this room was probably four meters high...

There was a door on each side, one of those classically styled wooden doors with brass doorknobs. However, just like the main door, it couldn't be opened no matter what. Between the wooden door and the hall was a staircase leading to the second floor. Cheng Yijiu naturally wanted to try to climb up and find a way out of this strange place—but he failed. Although there were stairs, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't reach the first step. It was as if there was a transparent glass in front of him.

Things had become inexplicable, and Cheng Yijiu thought he might be going crazy, but the sudden flash of a "television" on a small table to the side made him think there might be an explanation - since he might not be able to leave now, he might as well at least see what was playing on the TV. Television - now Cheng Yijiu could be sure that this was a computer, although he didn't see a keyboard, mouse, or host.

The TV displayed a familiar graphical interface—it looked like the game "Ask the Dead 10." Now, the desktop automatically opened an interface with a "face" formed by two short lines and a long line. The long line began to fluctuate, and emotionless words began to emerge from the monitor's speakers. Subtitles began to scroll across the screen.

"Welcome to the Infinite Hunter System selection. Participants must first pass the test before joining the official adventure." Cheng Yijiu patted his cheek and searched the table high and low, but couldn't find the keyboard and mouse. So he had to try to input using voice. "What is going on? How can I leave? I don't want to participate in the Infinite Hunter System."

His words also appeared on the screen. After about ten seconds, a response came. "Once you enter the Infinite Hunter Hall, you are considered a participant in the system. You cannot leave until you complete all adventures. However, participants can temporarily leave after completing an adventure. The reward for participating in the system—this house will belong to the winner. That's it."

For Cheng Yijiu, this was essentially a nonsensical answer. The only thing he could confirm was that the computer was probably quite intelligent, able to correctly understand and respond. "What adventure? What adventure?" At this point, even going crazy wouldn't help. It would be better to understand the situation. As a thirty-year-old office worker, Cheng Yijiu had naturally read a lot of online literature—after all, it was a mainstream pastime these days. This situation, of course, reminded him of a major genre within online literature: the infinite flow.

After about ten seconds, the adventure situation was displayed on the computer screen, "Test adventure - kill wild boars. Please open the door of the living room to participate in the adventure after you are ready. Please note that you are at your own risk. Please enter the adventure after you are ready." Cheng Yijiu was a little stunned. "It's not a movie or TV. Could it be a game? Kill wild boars? What kind of wild boars? Is there a gift package for beginners?" After realizing that he was in a situation with infinite possibilities, Cheng Yijiu was a little excited - this might be a more exciting game than armor fighting, and maybe he could gain huge wealth and power from it.

This time, the computer stopped responding, and the interface shut down abruptly. "It's better than the original Infinity. At least I'm mentally prepared." Cheng Yijiu's gaze fell on his training equipment, but soon glanced at the weapons on the wall—they were all cold weapons. However, when he went to pick them up, he found that he couldn't remove them at all. They seemed to be welded to the wall. In fact, he couldn't lift anything in the room, not even a chair. "Maybe it's because I didn't pass the test," Cheng Yijiu consoled himself.

"It's just a wild boar. Maybe I can fight it with this plastic steel sword." After trying up and down the room for a long time, Cheng Yijiu made a decision - he was not hungry at the moment, and he didn't dare to say how time would flow in this place. If he entered the test when he was hungry, it would probably be disadvantageous.

Cheng Yijiu immediately took off his clothes and put on his plastic steel armor—a training plate armor, lighter than steel armor of the same specifications, so it had internal weights. He removed the weights and donned the plate armor—this wasn't a Milanese full-body armor; this training armor consisted of a breastplate, back armor, skirt armor, shin guards, arm and shoulder armor, and stab-proof gloves. His weapons were a plastic steel half-hand sword and a plastic steel round shield—yes, Cheng Yijiu was a sword and shield expert.

The helmet was a long-tailed helmet with half face protection. It was also made of plastic steel, and was also worn on the head without the counterweight. Cheng Yijiu waved his arms, stretched his body, and after taking a few deep breaths, he grabbed the brass door handle. When he exerted force to pull it down, the door handle that had not moved just now moved, and it was quite light, and it was unlocked with a click. Cheng Yijiu pulled the door inward, and what appeared in front of him was no longer the community road, but the rolling hills and woods... The cold air rushed directly into his nostrils, making Cheng Yijiu shiver.

Chapter 2 Panic

Cheng Yijiu wasn't a biologist, so naturally, he didn't know how to distinguish different plants. He only knew that some of the leaves looked like pine trees, while others had larger leaves but he didn't know what kind. There were also shrubs scattered across the ground, some of which he didn't know what kind, probably holly. Poor thing, if it were his mother, maybe she could recognize a few more plants. For this guy, he couldn't even identify all the vegetables at the market, let alone the flowers. He knew roses, but he'd usually be fooled by someone calling him a rose. He knew lilies—he wouldn't be fooled...

He probably knows all the fruits and vegetables, since he eats them all the time. Other than that, he's completely clueless about raw vegetables. "They're all cruciferous vegetables anyway," he often says, just to justify it. He knows a bit more about animals, and is generally quite passionate about them, but not as well-versed in medieval armor, swords, or weapon combat techniques. And certainly not as well-versed in all kinds of weaponry—he's a bit of a military enthusiast.

After stepping out, he habitually wanted to close the door, but he didn't need to - the entire door behind him disappeared. He just stood in the wilderness looking around, "If I win, how should I get back?" Cheng Yijiu shouted. However, there was only the sound of the wind around him. Cheng Yijiu waited for several minutes and got nothing. He could only walk back to the woods in disappointment. "As for wild boars, they should be easy to deal with, right? I just need to let them rush over, turn around and chop them down with my sword! Cutting off the wild boar's neck is no problem!" He waved the plastic steel sword in his hand, which was of a very satisfactory weight.

Cheng Yi had been practicing medieval weapon combat for some time now, and he had developed a good physique and appeared quite technically gifted. Veterans said he was a pro in both practice and competition, a man who could leave a mark. In the Middle Ages, with adequate nutrition and good training, he could have become a very capable swordsman. So his plan was a pretty good one—find the boar, kill it, pass the test, and claim the reward—if there was one.

How to deal with wild boars without a gun? A Chinese journalist or author wrote in a book, "Face the wild boar head-on, with your back to a tree. When the wild boar charges, find the right moment to dodge. The wild boar's charge is straight forward, so it will hit the tree. Even if it doesn't knock you unconscious, its tusks will get stuck in the tree, and then you can escape or just kill it..." Basically, this is another example of wild boars being smarter than the author...

Cheng Yijiu, who had no idea what wild boars were, having only seen them in zoos, was about the same level as the author of this article. He confidently entered the woods and began searching for any traces of wild boars.

About half an hour later, breathlessly, Cheng Yijiu still hadn't found the wild boar. Not only that, he didn't seem to see any other animals either—perhaps just the birds flying around in the sky. In fact, with the clanking way he walked, no wild animal would appear before him, let alone a wild boar with excellent hearing.

More than half an hour passed, and Cheng Yijiu began to feel hungry and thirsty, but he still hadn't found any wild boars. Only then did he realize the seriousness of the situation - perhaps before he found a wild boar, he would lose a lot of physical strength due to hunger and thirst... or even die of starvation and thirst in the mountains. For the first time, death was so real to Cheng Yijiu - because he was sure that he was truly alone and helpless in this desolate wilderness.

Will that infinite thing save him? Although Cheng Yijiu thought it was possible, he didn't hold out any hope. For a moment, Cheng Yijiu's heartbeat was like a drum, and his mouth felt dry and bitter. His eyes went dark, his hands and feet became weak, and he slowly sat down against a tree. Cheng Yijiu took deep breaths, trying to control his uncontrollable panic and fear of death - if he continued like this, even if a wild boar appeared in front of him, he would not be able to kill it, and he would die.

Cheng Yijiu felt a bit sleepy—a form of escapism, to some extent—but he patted his cheeks hard, trying to pull himself together. His brain, which had been chaotic and excited since entering the room, finally calmed down under the threat of death. With his mind calm, he could truly think—isn't the ability to think the most powerful weapon humans have over animals? He immediately thought of "water, food..." These were equally important factors for him and the wild boar.

Then, his idea of ​​dodging the boar's charge and then severing its cervical vertebrae with a single sword strike had a new lease on life. "If possible, a trap would be more appropriate." However, where could he learn about traps anytime soon? To him, digging pits, even setting traps, was unknown knowledge. And digging a pit couldn't be done anywhere; it had to be in a specific animal path. With his current equipment and stamina, that wasn't feasible.

So the key point is - find the wild boar first!

After resting for a while and waiting for his heartbeat to slow down, Cheng Yijiu rubbed his aching hands and feet and stood up from the ground. Although his mouth was still dry and his heart was nervous, he tried not to think about these things and focused on the traces on the ground. "Maybe I need to climb a tree to take a look. Finding a water source is the first priority." After determining the direction, Cheng Yijiu put all his attention into it. He was still thinking about whether to go up the tree to take a look.

But it seemed his luck had changed. First, Cheng Yijiu heard the sound of water, then smelled something, so he scrambled towards the source—completely ignoring the possibility of being attacked by wild animals. After about five minutes of scrambling and rolling, he skirted the woods and immediately saw the stream before him. It was about four to five meters wide, the current was quite fast, and the stream was filled with rocks of all sizes. Cheng Yijiu ignored everything else and simply lay down beside the stream to drink—he was also very thirsty.

After filling his stomach with cold water, Cheng Yijiu finally calmed down. At least he wouldn't die of thirst; he now had plenty of time to find wild boars. He was still a little hungry, but that was bearable. For Cheng Yijiu, who had no hunting or wilderness experience, following the stream was the easiest way to find wild boars. It could be summer or autumn, but Cheng Yijiu didn't feel the heat—he was wearing cotton clothes and armor.

Cheng Yijiu's animal knowledge told him that wild boars loved to wallow in mud to remove parasites and cool down, so he followed the stream. When he found a gentle stream with mud or a pool of water, he knew that was where wild boars were—and of course, where the carnivorous beasts that preyed on wild boars were also found. It was dangerous, but Cheng Yijiu had no choice...

Chapter 3 Luck

Cheng Yijiu had no choice but to follow the stream, heading downstream. Upstream, the hillside was steep, making it impossible to find the kind of muddy puddles that wild boars tend to wallow in. He was lucky, or perhaps it was just a test, as he saw wild boars after walking about two kilometers. About six hundred meters from him, there was a flat area where the stream widened and slacked. On one side was a muddy puddles, where several animals, presumably wild boars, lay—and he was downwind, which was also a stroke of luck.

After swallowing his saliva, Cheng Yijiu felt that his idea of ​​breaking the wild boar's cervical vertebrae with one sword seemed too child's play... He had good eyesight and saw that the wild boars were big and small. The small ones should be about the same size as golden retrievers, but the big ones among them were probably bigger than those seen in the zoo. "They must weigh more than 200 pounds..." This guy muttered and lost some confidence in himself.

"One would be fine, but with five here, it's really hard to deal with." Cheng Yijiu had to give himself a little encouragement, because otherwise, he had no hope. He'd never seen a wild boar outside of a cage, but he knew they were both intelligent and ferocious. A group of three or five strong men wouldn't be able to take down a full-grown, uncastrated boar. He'd originally hoped for a zoo-sized wild boar—basically, a size larger than a golden retriever. He'd assumed his equipment would be enough to get him there.

It was definitely a dead end now. Five wild boars, and even if he was confident he could take them down—unless he had a real sword with a sharp blade. In that case, maybe he could kill the smallest one with a stab. "Wait, are there any young wild boars? Are there any wild boar nests nearby?" The guy cautiously backed away, slowly trying to climb a tree to get a look. This was indeed a test, and the difficulty was really easy. Once he climbed the tree, he saw what might be the wild boar nest—about a kilometer away, near a dark pile of mud, a flat stone sticking diagonally into the ground. There were wild boars there, and it seemed there were even young ones hiding in the cracks of the stone.

"Anyway, the requirement is just to kill a wild boar... Wait, damn, I can't remember whether it was to kill one wild boar or kill all wild boars! It should be to kill one wild boar... Otherwise, this is not a test but murder." Cheng Yijiu thought. Now he has set his sights entirely on the little wild boar. He can't afford to mess with the adult wild boar, so he might as well kill the little one. But this requires looking for an opportunity - but don't humans make a living with their brains?

However, Cheng Yijiu had never hunted before, so he was at a loss for ideas. Wild boars, who rely solely on their noses and ears to identify their prey, probably wouldn't fall for a diversionary attack like his. Digging traps was also ruled out, so his only option was to find some bait to lure the boar out, and then try to find an opportunity during the movement. He knew that even if he succeeded, he would probably have to start a frantic escape.

He took a few breaths, a little regretful that he should have drunk more water—but he was also worried that drinking too much raw water might give him diarrhea, which would be terrible. But the most urgent thing right now was to find bait. The problem was that his ability to survive in the wild was almost zero in this place, and with his ability to identify plants, where would he go to find bait in such a short time? So Cheng Yijiu looked around, hoping to find something.

The test didn't seem difficult, as he discovered something that looked like fruit growing on the tree he was climbing. He picked one and examined it. "Is this supposed to be an acorn?" He recognized the nut. After all, he remembered it from the Ice Age cartoons. If it was an acorn, that would be easy; wild boars also eat them—though the acorns might not be ripe enough to fall yet. That didn't matter; Cheng Yijiu could help.

He took off his helmet, filled his pockets with acorns, and then climbed down from the tree. He placed the acorns in one place, and repeated this several times until he was exhausted and had a pile half a man high. Then he climbed up the tree again and sat down to wait. He planned to use the momentum of his jump to kill a small wild boar as quickly as possible and then run away. To this end, before the wild boar came to him, he had already started to look out from the tree for the terrain he would run away in. If he accidentally fell or twisted his ankle, he would be finished.

After waiting for about an hour, Cheng Yijiu's stomach began to growl and his mouth felt dry, yet he didn't dare go down to drink water. Wild boars move very quickly. What if he encountered one while going to drink water, or if he returned after drinking water and the wild boar was already there? Wouldn't that mean he'd have to fight it head-on? Cheng Yijiu had already given up on his original, game-like idea of ​​dodging the wild boar's charge and then breaking its neck with a sword.

The wild boar approached, likely sensing a scent. The leading boar had bristles as long as steel needles, standing erect. A pair of tusks loomed from its mouth. At over 200 pounds, Cheng Yijiu had no desire to fight. The boar didn't seem to smell him, which was unlikely. It could also be that the smell of plastic steel was completely unfamiliar to the boar. The boar circled the acorn pile several times, then circled back to the tree. Because he was well hidden and the boar's eyesight wasn't very good, he didn't see Cheng Yijiu.

After a few snorts and a few twitching ears, Cheng Yijiu didn't dare move, pretending to be dead. Apparently, the wild boar thought the same thing: since this dead person couldn't be reached, it might as well eat the acorns first, just to be vigilant. Soon, the other wild boars arrived. The young boars hadn't learned their lesson yet, so they happily rushed over, completely ignoring the sow's grunts. Cheng Yijiu's eyes were fixed on the young boar closest to him.

The guy's palms were sweating, making his gloves a little wet. The little wild boar's body with three stripes was not close enough. Cheng Yijiu muttered silently, "Closer, closer!" The little wild boar was completely unaware. It only wanted to get in as quickly as possible and feast on the food. Finally, the little wild boar reached the death line.

Cheng Yijiu, who was ready to fight, suddenly jumped down. The big boar let out a long howl at the first moment, but the sow was frightened and blocked its attack route. Cheng Yijiu got the opportunity. With the help of the momentum of jumping from a height of about three meters, he slashed the junction of the little wild boar's head and neck with a sword. Although the plastic steel sword was not sharpened, the hard and tough sword body still smashed a large deformed bloody hole in the little wild boar's head, and the angle of the neck also became very strange.

The little wild boar was doomed, and Cheng Yijiu rolled over on the ground, madly rushing down... The wild boar had already knocked the sow aside and attacked Cheng Yijiu...

Chapter 4 Authority

Facts proved that humans couldn't outrun wild boars. Despite Cheng Yijiu's initial advantage and the downhill slope, the distance between him and the boar was rapidly closing. "Damn it, I shouldn't have worn armor!" Although plastic steel armor was significantly lighter than formal armor, even a gram of extra weight was very sensitive during escape...

Normally, running at top speed for this distance, Cheng Yijiu, a daily exerciser who occasionally engaged in high-intensity combat training, shouldn't have felt like his alveoli were about to burst and he couldn't breathe. He opened his mouth and tried desperately to breathe, but it still felt impossible. This was perhaps the feeling of facing life and death. The breathing that was so well controlled during training and competition was completely scattered, resulting in a rapid depletion of physical strength.

The wild boar's snorting sound seemed to be right behind him. Cheng Yijiu didn't dare to imagine what would happen to him if he was hit by a 300-pound wild boar. All he could do was try hard to think of a solution while his brain was deprived of oxygen - because it seemed that the damn system had not recalled him yet.

Just when the wild boar was about to successfully hit Cheng Yijiu, this guy took advantage of the natural instability of creatures walking on two legs and rolled quickly to the side. While successfully spraining his foot and waist, he also made the wild boar miss and crash straight forward.

The wild boar rushed out for about twenty meters and turned with a grunt. At this time, Cheng Yijiu found that the wild boars were following them. His heels and waist were sprained, and he probably couldn't run away. He made a wrong choice... Now he was in big trouble with the plastic steel sword in his hand.

At this moment, Cheng Yijiu felt something against his back. He turned around and saw two doors with gleaming brass doorknobs—but they were just two doors, with no sign of the doorframe or the house. But he had to trust the magic of the system, so he quickly turned the doorknob.

The handle moved, Cheng Yijiu quickly pushed the door open and rolled in.

The door closed, and the sound of the wild boar about to charge at it disappeared. Through the distant window, Cheng Yijiu once again saw the residents coming and going. His ankle and waist, which had been aching, were rapidly swelling down, and in just a few seconds, he felt no pain at all. "Alright?" Cheng Yijiu rolled to his feet, finding that his sprains and bruises had suddenly disappeared.

The system still has some integrity in this regard... perhaps. Cheng Yijiu walked over to the computer screen, and the face made up of three horizontal lines reappeared. "Passed the system test and accepted as a full member. Open access to all rooms in the house, open exchange rights." Cheng Yijiu tried very hard to control himself and not lose his composure - yelling at a computer was useless, he still remembered that.

"Wounds will automatically heal after each adventure like this? Under what circumstances will they retrieve me after a successful adventure?" Cheng Yijiu didn't bother to check the permissions, just yelled at the computer—yes, he couldn't help himself in the end. The computer replied in a flat tone, "Injuries will be automatically healed until the adventurer departs. Retrieval standard: Complete the adventure and not be in combat mode. Testing is a special case."

Cheng Yi was lucky for a long time, but soon he became discouraged. He felt hungry and thirsty, and had to say to the computer, "Is there anything to eat?"

"Please proceed to the table and make your request—note the limited menu, avoid waste." Hearing this, Cheng Yijiu walked over to the table. Sure enough, a translucent screen appeared on the table, with only the words "Pork Chop Rice" on it. Then, in the drinks section, there were a series of unhealthy carbonated and alcoholic beverages. Cheng Yijiu was also very hungry, so he tried to click on the pork chop rice and cola. The next moment, food appeared on the table.

The pork chop rice came in a large bowl, along with a large bowl of white rice, a large pork chop placed on a grid on the plate, a small bowl of spicy soy sauce, a pile of chopped cabbage salad, and of course, a bowl of seaweed soup. And a large Coke. Cheng Yijiu, like a starving ghost, ate frantically, finishing the meal in just ten minutes. He burped contentedly in his chair. "Free?" he asked.

The computer's ears should be super sensitive, "No need."

After a satisfying meal, Cheng Yijiu began exploring the computer's permission system. While the main door remained blocked, the rooms at the end of the corridors on both sides could be opened. One of the rooms near the door was a bathroom, while the other appeared to be a storage room, though the compartments inside were completely empty. As for the other room opposite the bathroom, after opening the door, Cheng Yijiu discovered it was a beautiful study.

The study was carpeted. A large window stood on the wall opposite the door, while a French window opened between the bookshelves on the left, seemingly leading to the garden. A chandelier hung high above the ceiling, and in front of the window was a desk, presumably made of walnut, and a comfortable chair. On the right-hand bookshelf was another comfortable rocking chair. On the desk lay a lamp and some small ornaments. Cheng Yijiu walked over and opened the drawer, discovering a notebook and a neatly arranged row of pens and inkstones. Of course, there was also a laptop in the middle drawer.

Cheng Yijiu walked over to look at the books on the shelf and found that they were all biology books, ranging from animal illustrations and various professional research books to plant illustrations. Of course, there were also research and classification books. Others were some books on wilderness survival, and of course, there were also many hunting notes - those of hunters in the early 20th century. He left the study and went to the storage room across the hall. After pushing open the door, he found that this might be a studio. There were all kinds of tools and equipment, from vises to furnaces. There were also bright windows and floor-to-ceiling windows leading to the garden.

The stairs to the second floor were no longer blocked, and there was also a hall. There were many openable glass display tables in the hall. Judging from the brackets on the top, they might be used to store guns. On the walls were wooden round boards. At first, Cheng Yijiu didn't quite understand what they were used for, until he found a small wild boar's head on a round board in the corner... "Okay, the trophy display." On both sides of the same corridor were the toilet and bathroom - still the kind of classical European bathroom, with a large bathtub with beautiful legs, and of course a large shower head. Of course, there was also a huge mirror that took up an entire wall.

The room opposite is the bedroom, which has its own dressing room, built-in and Baroque-style wardrobes, and the bed is also a large Western-style bed with bedposts and a bedtop - it is probably at least two meters and a half long and two meters wide, enough for a person to roll around on it.

Chapter 5: No Way to Escape

Cheng Yijiu was exhausted, and for the moment, he didn't care about anything else. After all, once he'd fallen into the system, he probably wouldn't be able to experience real life anymore... Or at least, that's what he thought. Haven't you seen those unfortunate souls who were pulled into the infinite world, each one confined to a square room beneath the light ball? Anyway, Cheng Yijiu quickly stripped off his armor, quickly stripped himself naked, and jumped into the bathtub for a good wash and soak. The hot water made him almost moan in comfort. Although the system had healed his injuries, the accumulated fatigue, especially the mental one, hadn't been eliminated.

After soaking for a long time, he got up, dried himself, and jumped onto the bed without even putting on any clothes. He fell asleep as soon as he thought of this. The three words "that's all" didn't even come to his mind. So even if there was a woman, it would be of no use to him.

Just as Cheng Yijiu was blissfully lost in a deep, dark dream, a pig-killing bell rang out, piercing straight into his dreams. He sat up with a groan, twisting his eyes, and continued, "What's going on? What's going on?" Then, an electronic notification chimed, "Get up! Go to work!" It was completely blunt and abrupt. "Damn it! What the hell is going on?! Didn't I get pulled into the Infinite System?" The guy was still a little confused.

Looking at the time, it was 6:30 in the morning, which was indeed the time when one should have gotten up, had breakfast and prepared for work. Cheng Yijiu got up, spent three minutes going to the toilet, taking a shower, brushing his teeth and washing his face, etc., then went out and went downstairs to eat, and by the way asked what was going on.

The computer's words were simple: "Do you think you don't have to work once you're logged into the system? People who don't work, cut off from society, won't live long." Then, his breakfast appeared on the table. Cheng Yijiu's work gear—bag, laptop, and all—were still by the door. He got dressed—and incidentally, the clothes in the cloakroom were actually from Cheng Yijiu's closet, already washed, ironed, and hanging.

The man, somewhat bewildered, picked up his bag and, after pushing open the door, discovered he was indeed inside the small high-rise. Looking back, he saw that the door was indeed the door to his rented room—but no matter how hard he tried to open it, it wouldn't open. "Free? Released by the system? Great!" Cheng Yijiu decided to immediately contact the landlord to cancel his lease and rent somewhere else—after all, his most valuable possessions were the bank card in his pocket and the notebook in his bag.

He immediately got to work, but he still had to get to work first. "What a shame! That free pork chop rice was quite delicious. Besides, the house is big and well-equipped. It's such a shame to give up such a comfortable place. I'll never be able to afford it anyway." On second thought, this system was truly amazing. He'd spent at least five or six hours hunting the wild boar. After returning, he'd slept for a while, and then got up to work. The time he'd spent butchering the wild boar seemed to have vanished, as if time had stopped here.

He was half-hearted at work, but he did call his landlord—it turns out landlords are pretty easy to talk to if you give up your deposit. He didn't even bother renting an apartment, but instead booked a hotel room—tomorrow was his day off, so he had plenty of time to find a place to stay, so he'd just stay the night. After finishing his slacking, he practically danced out of the office—life is so beautiful, and it's so wonderful to have no limit.

After registering his ID card at the hotel, he got the door card. After pushing open the door, he wanted to run away, but the door was locked and he couldn't escape.

That’s right, it’s another house with an infinite system.

Cheng Yijiu was desperate. Most desperate of all, he'd already paid the landlord his deposit and booked a hotel room, only to find all his struggles were futile. The computer was fine; it didn't utter a mocking laugh. He took the initiative to walk over to it and said in a low voice, "Is there a redemption list?" On that short walk, he figured it out. Now it was hard to say whether he'd made a profit or a loss. If he ignored the risk of risking his life, he now had a large, free house and possibly free meals—interestingly, this house didn't have a kitchen.

He hadn't escaped reality, he just couldn't. However, if he had those abilities to redeem bloodlines, perhaps he could become a superhuman? Or even, like in infinite novels, perhaps he could redeem them for countless pleasures he'd never dared to imagine before? Then he saw the list on the computer.

Calling it a list is an exaggeration. The entire form only has a few items, and the only redeemable items are "Firearms Purchase, Clothing Purchase, and Miscellaneous Items Purchase" under "Qualifications." There's also a grayed-out "Room Furniture Purchase" option on the side. Cheng Yijiu looked around but didn't see any bloodline redemptions like Spider-Man or Superman. He did see his own points, though. "One hundred points. Don't you have a bloodline that can be redeemed for Spider-Man?"

The computer's answer was simple: "Please don't let your imagination run wild and confuse fantasy with reality."

This answer choked Cheng Yijiu. He felt that what the computer said was absolutely right, and he didn't even have anything to refute. In that case, he clicked on the gun purchase. Speaking of which, he really wanted to play with guns. The gun purchase was quite simple, with two types of pistols and rifles. The pistol was a small .22 caliber revolver with a four-inch barrel. "Just one type?!" Cheng Yijiu exclaimed in surprise, and then he saw the exchange for rifles.

There were only two types—the M1903 Springfield rifle and a certain unbranded, carved rifle. The Springfield rifle could hold five rounds of ammunition, requiring only a bolt action, and fired 7.62mm ammunition. However, the other rifle looked like a pistol-barreled rifle, only capable of holding one round, though the caliber was 11mm, likely meant for hunting rifles. "No more?" Cheng Yijiu shouted, and the computer's answer was simple, "No more. And there's no expansion exchange available. Just these three!"

Cheng Yijiu thought this system was terrible. He immediately opened the clothing shopping app. There was a wide variety of items, from underwear to jackets, vests, and even coats. Hats, boots, and the like were all available. However, there were no suits. Mostly hunting suits and items that looked like something Dr. Indiana Jones would wear. Of course, there were also camouflage uniforms... This was satisfactory enough, so he finally clicked on the miscellaneous items.

There were so many items in there, practically everything—from food and drink to tools, even things like wire rope. Cheng Yijiu figured he could see how much he could redeem. A hundred points wouldn't buy any guns, and if he looked carefully, he might only be able to buy a pair of shoes. But the miscellaneous items did offer quite a few things...

Chapter 6 The Adventure Begins

Well, if I spent 100 points on clothes and shoes in the miscellaneous items, I could probably buy a full wardrobe, but if I wanted to buy animal traps or something, I could only buy a few. For now, I could only find joy in the midst of hardship. "At least I have a big house that doesn't cost any money..." But just as I thought of this, Cheng Yijiu slapped himself, "I still have to pay rent."

But it seems this so-called system isn't so shady. The countdown number marked on it is a full month. "Does this countdown mean I'll go on an adventure in a month?" Cheng Yijiu asked, and the computer's dry reply came quickly. "Correct."

Since there was still time, there was no need to rush. Cheng Yijiu stretched himself. It seemed that he couldn't escape, so he could only accept it. As for the idea of ​​calling the police, he immediately put it out of his mind. Cheng Yijiu didn't think that the system that could follow him would be copied by the police. Calling the police would most likely be useless, and the consequences would be disastrous.

If he thought about it carefully, this system not only gave him a large house at a low price, but it might even save him a lot of money on food—so far, the system hadn't indicated that meals would be charged. What was the risk now? What was the system calling risk? Considering the circular plates upstairs, Cheng Yijiu felt he had some idea.

Of course, it would be even better if the system could provide him with a way to make money. No one likes working. But it seems that if one wants to survive in society, working is inevitable. Cheng Yijiu also pondered a question: "If I gain something from reality, can I bring it into adventure? And vice versa?" However, the system did not answer him.

Perhaps this was indeed feasible, but in this society, gun prohibitions were strictly enforced. Cheng Yijiu did have access to an air rifle, but considering the risk and his own assumptions, he felt it was definitely not a good choice. It was fine for hitting small animals, had high accuracy, and was silent, making it difficult to detect. However, its low power and short range meant it wasn't very effective against larger animals. Cheng Yijiu probably knew that the farther away he was going to face, the better his chances of hitting.

As for the five-shot shotgun, he really had no way to get it. "So maybe it would be better to go abroad if there's a chance—if you consider your own life." This brought Cheng Yijiu back to the first question—where to get the money? It seemed unlikely that this system would offer any superhuman powers in exchange. This was completely beyond Cheng Yijiu's imagination, so he probably had to think carefully about other ways to make money.

However, Cheng Yijiu could only diligently train his physical fitness and fighting skills. After all, it was always a good idea to have better physical fitness and higher climbing and jumping skills during adventures. The past few days had confirmed his idea that the water, electricity, gas, and food provided in this house were probably free.

The system was certainly generous. The house was thermostatically controlled, maintaining a comfortable 25 degrees Celsius, with a humidity of 45 percent. The lighting was synchronized with the outside, and thanks to the windows and floor-to-ceiling windows, the lighting was excellent. Cheng Yijiu had also visited the garden, which was quite unique.

Beyond the garden lay the wilderness and the woods, but he couldn't get beyond the fences—even though they were only a meter high. The garden, approximately two hundred square meters, was a typical Western-style garden, complete with a fountain, a pavilion, and a small "lake" fed by a river. A two-meter-high rockery cascaded down from this roughly twenty-square-meter "lake," creating a truly beautiful scene. The garden also featured clipped shrubs and plants, which looked quite realistic from a distance.

Cheng Yijiu spotted paths, benches, and even a swing in the garden. "From here, you can see the whole house." It was indeed a Victorian-style house, nestled between the wilderness and the woods. "But the view from inside the house is different..." Cheng Yijiu was numb. He had rented another apartment in a residential complex near his workplace, and the view was clearly the same as the one from his third-floor apartment.

He didn't dare invite others, maybe one day he would have this opportunity...

A month was a short time. Even if Cheng Yijiu tried to numb himself and forget about the countdown, the day finally arrived. The computer tablet's voice rang out, "First Adventure: Northern Asia. Adventurers, please prepare. Target: Mirror Boar." Then, a ten-minute countdown appeared on the computer, meaning Cheng Yijiu had to be ready to go within ten minutes.

Cheng Yijiu had of course made preparations for this day. After hearing about the adventure location and the target, he rushed to the computer and said, "Exchange! I want to exchange!" Fortunately, the computer did not stop the exchange function. Cheng Yijiu had no weapons on hand, so he quickly exchanged for winter clothes, a backpack, dry food, and water. Of course, he also exchanged for a roll of steel wire and two animal traps.

He would still wear plastic steel armor, but this time he would probably only wear a breastplate and gauntlets, and he would definitely wear stab-proof gloves. However, as for weapons, the plastic steel sword was actually useless, so Cheng Yijiu tried to bring in the prohibited hunting knife he bought online. The exchanged items appeared directly at the door. Cheng Yijiu quickly put on his clothes and armor, put on his backpack, opened the door and walked out.

The air outside was cold, just as he'd expected, with the temperature below ten degrees Celsius. However, there was no snow on the ground, perhaps because winter hadn't started yet. Before him lay the rolling mountain range, and the door behind him stood out. But after closing it, it vanished shortly thereafter.

After letting out a breath, Cheng Yijiu calmed himself down and began to look for the traces of the so-called mirror boar...

He'd been reading books in his study during this time, so at least he had an impression of the mirrored boar. Wild boars love to scratch themselves against rough-barked trees like pine trees, and they also love to roll in mud. The resin-rich mud hardens, forming a protective layer on the boar's body. After years of this, the mud armor on the old boars looks a bit smooth, so some people say it's a mirrored surface. It's not, but it undoubtedly has the sheen of oil.

Large in size, with strong defenses and ferocious personalities, these wild boars are considered the dominant species in the jungles of Northeast Asia. The wild boars native to Northeast Asia are also the largest of the wild boar subspecies—"The record is 535 kilograms, and they stand 1.7 meters tall at the shoulder, no less than their extinct relatives," Cheng Yijiu recalled the information he had read.