touchnovel Chapter 7 [Brave]
Chapter 7 [Brave]
The forest was no longer safe in Chu Sheng's eyes. He sent Ella to the outskirts to hunt, specifically instructing her not to venture too far in.
Seeing Ella walk away, Chu Sheng opened his shirt and pulled out the strategy manual from his chest.
The pages moved on their own again without any wind, but this time they only turned three pages before stopping.
"Rank D 005 [Goblin], Demi-human race, collected, progress 100%"
"Strategy Reward: D-rank skill [How could you do this?], slight increase in stamina."
"A physical strategy guide counts as a strategy guide?" Chu Sheng was truly shocked this time.
Doesn't this mean that he can simply refine mythical creatures that don't fit his XP in an instant?
The energy level has increased slightly, but this skill is better than nothing, and it's unclear what kind of energy it refers to.
But what if you could continuously acquire these low-level skills through physical attacks?
Quantitative change leads to qualitative change!
Chu Sheng's eyes were burning with desire. Goblins, trolls, toad monsters, skeletons, orcs, slimes... these low-level monsters that were so ugly that no one could bring themselves to eat them were everywhere in the Empire!
Wait, slimes are barely acceptable.
Chu Sheng made a quick decision, looked around, and locked onto a target for his trial.
bamboo.
With a solemn expression, he placed his hand on the straight and upright bamboo and said in a deep voice, "This is a ten-year-old lone bamboo."
After saying that, he squatted down and painstakingly dug the bamboo out of the soil with both hands.
The guidebook didn't respond at all.
"It seems that ten years in Guzhu cannot produce a soul ring." Chu Sheng was furious. "Damn it! Yu Xiaogang misled me!"
……
"My lord, that's the situation." Arthur picked up his water glass and took a gulp to clear his throat, then continued speaking to the mirror in front of him, "Now that the [Hero] has appeared, forming this generation's Hero Squad is of paramount importance. When will the Empire send someone to Snow Wolf Territory?"
A woman's face faintly appeared in the mirror. Although her features were indistinct, judging from her unquestionable tone, she must hold a high position.
"Arthur, you did a good job on this." The woman's voice was mature and indifferent, with a dignified magnetism. "According to the rules of the past, [mages] and [priests] are dispatched by the Mage Tower and the Sanctuary respectively, while the Empire only needs to send [knights].
She paused for a moment: "Aren't you a perfect candidate for the [Knight]? As the superior class of [Knight], the [Holy Sword Knight] is the most suitable to protect the weakest [Hero] in history that you mentioned."
"Besides, you've probably already formed a Servant contract with that weakest [Hero], haven't you?"
Arthur's expression changed, and the ahoge (cowlick) on his head stood up abruptly.
No...impossible! How did she know?
"Heh." The woman in the mirror chuckled. "How old are you to still be unable to shake this habit of your tuft of hair that can't keep secrets? I just teased you a little, and you confessed everything."
Arthur, both ashamed and angry, covered his head with his hands and desperately tried to push down the ahoge (cowlick) on his head: "Lady Olivia, I value his courage more!"
The woman in the mirror stopped smiling, her voice indifferent and devoid of emotion: "Arthur, your courage is greater than your breasts. If this generation's 'Hero' dies because of you, your family will be judged by the Empire."
Arthur remained silent, his head in his hands. After a long while, he finally responded in a muffled voice.
"I see."
……
"Hahaha, here comes the chicken soup!"
Chu Sheng, wearing heat-resistant gloves, carried a steaming hot iron pot out of the kitchen.
There were three and a half people around the dining table.
Aunt Ram with bandages wrapped around her hands, Uncle Rem, their daughter Emilia, and Ella, who was squatting on a chair drooling.
"Look at this child, I told him not to cook but he insisted on showing off his skills, what a mess this has made!" Aunt Ram charmingly flicked her handkerchief and quickly glanced at Uncle Rem sitting next to her.
Uncle Rem is a silent man.
Since Chu Sheng came in, he hasn't said a word, only occasionally staring intently at Chu Sheng.
"Hey, the dishes are all ready, why aren't you eating yet?" Chu Sheng felt uncomfortable being stared at. He took off his gloves, wiped his sweaty hands on his apron, and gave a dry laugh.
Seeing that Uncle Rem remained silent, Aunt Ram quickly tugged at his sleeve: "Honey, say something! If you don't say anything, no one will dare to eat!"
Chu Sheng had a bad feeling. Was he about to enter a side story where he would be counter-killed by NTL? No way!
"Xiao Chu."
Uncle Rem finally spoke, his voice deep and serious.
Do you know what a "hero" is?
"A hero?" Chu Sheng was taken aback, not expecting to hear that word from him. "The hero who fought the dragon?"
Uncle Rem shook his head, gesturing for him to sit down and talk.
As soon as Chu Sheng sat down on the chair, Ella started eating and drinking without any regard for her image, leaving little Emilia, who was standing next to her, dumbfounded.
"This 'hero' is not that kind of hero." Uncle Rem said, opening a bottle of fine wine, its aroma filling the air. "How much do you know about extraordinary paths?"
Seeing him hand over a glass of alluring purplish-red wine, Chu Sheng waved his hand repeatedly, saying, "I can't hold my liquor."
Uncle Rem didn't mind, withdrew his hand, took a sip, and began to speak to himself: "The so-called extraordinary path is the ladder that humanity climbs to the altar."
"The Empire controls all known pathways to transcendence. Ordinary people who want to get closer to the altar can only join institutions or forces affiliated with the Empire, such as the Mage Tower, the Sanctuary, the Knights, and so on."
Wow, he's a real hidden talent! Uncle Rem must have a story to tell!
Chu Sheng pricked up his ears and listened attentively.
"But there is only one extraordinary path that is not under the Empire's control, and the Empire simply cannot control it." Uncle Rem finished a glass of wine in the blink of an eye, his cheeks slightly flushed.
"Rem!" Aunt Ram suddenly interrupted sharply, "The child is still young, why are you saying such things!"
"Hmph!" Uncle Rem scoffed, waving his hand dismissively. "Such a woman's view!"
"It's the [Hero], isn't it?" Chu Sheng had a vague sense of unease.
"That's right." Uncle Rem poured himself another cup. "The appearance of each generation of [Hero] is completely unpredictable. Sometimes it's hundreds of years apart, and sometimes it just pops out from some random corner after a few years."
"It has been several decades since the last 'Hero' appeared in this world." Rem looked directly into Chu Sheng's eyes. "And you are the 'Hero' of this generation."
Chu Sheng remained calm on the surface, but his heart was in turmoil.
Could it be that the "Hero" is just an ordinary person like him who transmigrated from another world?
Could it be that this Uncle Rem in front of us is from the previous generation...?
Could it be that he is also...?
Seeing Chu Sheng's unpredictable expression, Uncle Rem knew he understood something and nodded heavily.
"That's right, exactly what you think."
"I'm a fan of the previous generation of [Heroes]."