[Brain Storage!]
"Modifying a single word in the plot can change reality?"
Ye Fan had just transmigrated for less than a second when the Modification System arrived. And it was the classic scenario: parents dead, starting with nothing.
Systems these days are quite competitive.
"How do I modify it?"
The current plot content appeared on the system panel. ---
Ye Fan lay on the bed, hungry, with only one copper coin to his name…
[Hint: You can modify one of the characters.]
[For example, change "lying" to "standing", "bed" to "ground", or "only" to "no".]
Ye Fan: …
"This system isn't good. Why does it only want to mess with me?"
He thought for a moment and changed the word "copper" to "gold".
The only copper coin on his bedside table flashed with golden light, transforming into a Gold Soul Coin.
He quickly picked it up, surprise in his eyes. It was his first time interacting with the system, and he wasn't quite used to it yet.
Ye Fan asked the Modification System, "Can anything be modified?"
"Give me a plot outline,"
"Ye Fan is a person; I want to change him into a god."
[Too impactful, unable to modify.]
"What do you mean?"
[There are only three basic modification opportunities each day. Modifications with a smaller impact are unrestricted and can be modified at will.]
The author specifically clarified that the three free basic modification opportunities refresh daily, not that you can only modify things three times a day.
[However, modifications with a larger impact cannot be made,]
[Also, each modification earns a Point. Points can be used to reduce the modification restrictions, and they can also be exchanged for prizes in the Point Shop.]
[The free three modifications cannot alter anything related to strength. At the very least, a small restriction reduction must be used to enable modification.]
Ye Fan finally understood the system's abilities.
Although there were restrictions on the modifications, the cheat was still powerful.
"But is three Points a day a little low?"
[After altering the plot, you will receive various rewards, including but not limited to Points. The greater the alteration, the greater the rewards.]
[Modifications include four parts: Replace, Delete, Add, and Swap.]
[New user reward: One each of the four small restriction reductions for modifying.]
Ye Fan couldn't worry about anything else right now.
He first used that one Gold Soul Coin to buy some food in Holy Soul Village to fill his stomach.
"Xiao Fan, are you there? Grandpa is here to pick you up,"
Old Jack, the village head of Holy Soul Village, called out from outside. Ye Fan then remembered that today was the day for Martial Soul awakening.
He walked outside.
He immediately saw the little old man with a cane.
Old Jack's face was filled with a kind smile.
There was also another child, who was dressed similarly to Ye Fan. From the mature look in his eyes, Ye Fan could tell it was Tang San. Holy Soul Village couldn't possibly have a third transmigrator.
Their houses were very close, so Old Jack brought them together.
"I heard you found a Gold Soul Coin from home? With this Gold Soul Coin, your days will be much better."
Ye Fan nodded. That was the explanation he'd given others when he spent that Gold Soul Coin just now. Things appearing out of nowhere always needed an explanation.
"Come on, I'll take you to awaken your Martial Soul,"
On the way, Old Jack kept talking about the knowledge of Martial Souls. Tang San listened with great interest,
But Ye Fan already knew all of this. He was still studying the Modification System's capabilities.
[Tang San was just drinking a bowl of porridge when Old Jack took him away to awaken his Martial Soul...]
He had already used one of the three basic chances today. Two more remained. Ye Fan tried modifying a single word again.
The modification was complete. Tang San, who had been chatting and laughing with Old Jack just moments ago, suddenly froze. Old Jack looked puzzled.
"Little San, what's wrong?"
The next second, Tang San let out a "pu" sound as a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Xiao San!"
Old Jack was instantly alarmed and panicked. "What's going on!"
Tang San supported himself with his hands on his knees and then spat out another mouthful of blood. He felt extremely uncomfortable in his mouth, as if he had just drunk a bowl of blood.
"Tang San, you're not going to die, are you?"
"I remember when my grandpa died, he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood and then he was gone!"
Ye Fan immediately added fuel to the fire.
Tang San felt his world spinning for a moment, as if he was really about to die.
"What are you talking about?"
Old Jack said to Ye Fan, "Go find Tang San's father quickly."
"Okay!"
Ye Fan agreed and quickly ran towards the small house where Tang San and Tang Hao lived,
shouting as he ran,
"Uncle Tang! Uncle Tang! Tang San is dead!"
"Tang San is dead!"
Tang Hao was despondent in the house at the time. When he heard the words "Tang San is dead," he instantly perked up.
Tang Hao sprang out of the house, directly in front of Ye Fan, and grabbed him.
"What happened!"
"How did Tang San die!"
Ye Fan pointed, quickly recounting what had just happened.
"Tang San is there, vomiting blood like crazy!"
"He's about to die!"
Tang Hao didn't ask any further questions and, with Ye Fan, quickly ran to where Tang San was vomiting blood.
Old Jack, at this moment, couldn't bring himself to care about his dislike for Tang Hao.
"You're here,"
"Tang San kept vomiting blood, I reckon he threw up a whole bowl's worth,"
"You only get about a bowl of blood when you slaughter a chicken."
"Tang San isn't going to die, is he?"
Tang Hao, at this moment, couldn't be bothered with what Old Jack was saying.
He quickly circulated his soul power to examine Tang San's body, but he found that Tang San's body seemed to be perfectly fine. It was as if he had drunk a bowl of blood and then thrown it up.
In fact, Tang Hao's assessment was spot on; Tang San had indeed drunk a bowl of blood and then vomited it out.
Ye Fan had just changed the character for "porridge" to the character for "blood."
[Tang San had just drunk a bowl of blood and was then taken away by Old Jack to awaken his Martial Soul...]
He drank a bowl of blood; it was disgusting. It's a wonder he didn't throw up.
[Tang Hao lightly patted Tang San's chest, wanting to ease Tang San's body...]
Ye Fan changed the word "lightly" to "heavily."
[Tang Hao heavily patted Tang San's chest, wanting to ease Tang San's body...]
Tang Hao reached out his hand and placed it on Tang San's chest, just about to pat him lightly.
Suddenly, his force increased dramatically.
Bang!
With a single palm strike, Tang San vomited another mouthful of fresh blood.
This time, it wasn't the blood he'd been drinking that sprayed out. It was completely his own.
With that mouthful, Tang San's face instantly lost all color. His small face became ashen.
"Xiao San!"
Old Jack immediately cried out in alarm.
"Tang Hao, what are you doing!"
"Are you trying to beat Tang San to death?"
Old Jack yanked Tang Hao away, then anxiously asked Tang San,
"Xiao San, how are you? Do you need to see a doctor?"
Tang Hao was also completely baffled as he looked at his left hand. He'd clearly used very little force, so how had he suddenly unleashed so much power?
He once again used his soul power to examine Tang San's body. He instantly felt that Tang San's body had suffered serious internal injuries.
It was all from that single palm strike.
Tang Hao was now filled with regret, wishing he could slap himself.
The old book also followed this same rhythm, and there was plenty of it.
(End of Chapter)