Chapter 1 – System, Activate!
[Congratulations, Host. You've completed today's task
Progress increased by 0.000000000001%. The Myriad World Avatar System has been successfully bound.]
With a grunt, Li Xinghui tossed the manure scoop aside and dropped to his knees.
"Seven years! Seven damn years! And the loading bar just finished?! What is this, Pinduoduo?!"
Li Xinghui had been reincarnated into a world of cultivation, a realm brimming with mystical powers and immortal legacies.
From the moment he opened his newborn eyes, swaddled in silk, he'd been hyped—especially when he first heard the system's voice echo in his mind. That moment sealed his fate: this life would be anything but ordinary.
Invincible? Definitely. Legendary? Inevitable.
But then came the kicker.
The progress bar—his ticket to cheat-code greatness—crept forward slower than a snail stuck in time. By the 100th day, full of excitement, Li Xinghui checked his system panel…
[Progress: 99.1%]
And that's when the sinking feeling hit him. Hard.
Nine days later…
[Progress: 99.91%]
Yeah. That bad feeling? Totally justified.
The days crawled by, swinging between hope and despair, until the bar hit
[99.99999999%].
That cursed number haunted his dreams. Then, one fine day—almost half a year old—he opened the panel again, just going through his usual check-in routine.
[System error. Updating…]
He stared at it. Blinking.
Could it be? Was it finally happening?
After all that waiting, surely the cheat was about to drop.
But no. Life had jokes.
Post-update, the progress bar was still stuck at 99.99999999%.
Even worse? It stopped increasing on its own. Now, he had to grind out daily tasks to move it forward—each task randomly boosting the bar by the tiniest sliver.
So, Li Xinghui—pampered young master of the wealthiest clan in Ding'an City—became the youngest hustler in town. For his cheat? He'd suffer.
Today's task? Personally fertilize the fields with manure water. Otherwise, the progress would reset to zero. Brutal.
After finishing his task, he ripped off his soiled gear and practically sprinted to the bath. Three full-body scrubs later, and smelling like a mortal again, he slipped into comfy pajamas and lounged on a recliner, munching fruit fed to him by a maid.
He looked like he was chilling, eyes closed—but in reality, he was absorbing the system's newly unlocked information.
[Myriad World Avatar System: Active.]
This system allows the user to project avatars across countless worlds, cultivating countless paths.
One becomes many. Many become one.
With this kind of cheat, even chickens and dogs could ascend to godhood—it was just a matter of time.
"System—no, Origin—activate!"
As soon as he gave the command, a searing pain erupted across every nerve, deep into his very soul. It felt like some cosmic force was trying to tear him apart—body and spirit both!
"AAAAAHHHH!!"
The scream tore from his throat like a dying beast. The maid beside him nearly fainted in fright. Her face turned white as snow when she saw him convulsing, eyes bulging, veins crawling up his neck like demonic roots.
Outside the courtyard, the guards heard the commotion and rushed in.
Their young master had always been kind, though a bit eccentric at times. But this? This was terrifying. And if something happened to him… the Master and Madam would literally kill them.
"Go! Get Physician Liu—call the Master and Madam immediately!" barked Wang Hu, the guard captain. He grabbed the maid, Chun Zhu, who was too shocked to move.
But just as everyone panicked and scrambled—
"I'm fine."
A calm, steady voice echoed through the chaos.
They turned to see Li Xinghui sitting upright. His face was still flushed, his body twitching slightly, but the worst had passed.
"Young Master! You scared me half to death!" Chun Zhu sobbed, tears flooding her big, round eyes. She flung herself into his arms, trembling.
She was only thirteen, and the emotional rollercoaster had wrecked her.
Li Xinghui gently patted her head, comforting her, before looking to Wang Hu.
"Uncle Wang, I'm alright now. If you're still worried, have Physician Liu check on me, but there's no need to alarm my parents. No need to make them worry over nothing."
No point pretending nothing happened, but full-blown panic was overkill. He leaned back in the recliner, waiting for the inevitable checkup and the lecture he'd probably get from his parents.
The incident would spread to them regardless—no avoiding it.
He massaged his temples, already feeling the headache coming. The avatar projection had been instant—he just had a thought, and bam! A piece of his soul was torn out and hurled into a glowing point of light in the vast cosmos.
The pain was gone now, but he felt completely drained.
And yeah… definitely not faking it to skip class.
He was really, truly wiped out. (^▽^)