"F * ck you, system!"
Mag only had time to curse in his heart before a bolt of silver lightning flashed across the sky like a silver thread. The lightning bolt that was as thick as a water bucket struck him directly on the head.
The electric current instantly spread throughout his entire body, and his arms and legs began to tremble uncontrollably as if he were dancing in the lightning.
That night, all of the residents of Chaos City heard a thunderclap, as if it had exploded right next to their ears. Many people were roused from their slumber, and they couldn't understand why there was such a loud clap of thunder when the moon was high up in the sky.
"Mother, I think I saw someone dancing in the lightning!" a little boy yelled excitedly as he leaned against the window.
"Piss off and go to bed. Otherwise, I'll show you what it's like to dance under a plank." The curtains were drawn shut, and an authoritative woman's voice sounded.
After an indeterminate period of time, Meg finally regained feeling in his body. He raised his hand to touch his face, only to find that his fingertips had gone numb, and he hurriedly put his hand down. He couldn't help but grumble internally, "System, it's just an upgrade to my physical strength! Why did you have to strike me with lightning? Do you think I'm transcending a tribulation?! "
His clothes had already been charred beyond recognition, and even the slightest movement would leave a trail of dust on the ground. Thankfully, the key areas of his body were still intact.
"You were the one who requested to upgrade your physical strength by one point. Due to the fact that you were severely injured at the time, you would need to undergo a high-intensity lightning strike in order to recover your vitality. Normal electric current is no longer effective, so the system used a variety of conduction technologies to extract a portion of the lightning from the sky and guide it to your body. Shouldn't you be praising the greatness of science now?" The system's smug voice sounded.
Meg rolled his eyes, and couldn't be bothered to argue with the system any further. Instead, he began to carefully sense his own body. The numbness in his muscles was quickly dispelling, and he slowly stepped forward. The feeling of power slowly flowed from his feet to his body, and with each step he took, he was struck by a brand-new sensation. This was a feeling that he was more powerful than before, and this feeling was constantly improving.
After reaching the edge of the balcony, Meg stopped in his tracks. The numbness brought on by the lightning had already been completely dispelled. He clenched his fists, and a sense of power welled up in his heart. He felt like he could kill an Ironhide Bull with a single punch.
"So this is what the physical quality of a level 3 Knight feels like. This world is really mysterious. What's circulating in my body should be the so-called spiritual energy?" Meg closed his eyes and carefully felt the thing that was circulating in his body. It was like a stream of Qi, but also like a kind of liquid.
Spiritual power was something unique to the Norland Continent. Magic casters cultivated their spiritual power through meditation. Dragons were born with powerful physiques and the ability to constantly evolve. Demons could advance through bloodlines. Forest trolls and demons all had their own unique methods of advancement.
The reason why the weak humans were able to establish themselves on the Norland Continent, which was filled with powerful races, and gradually grow into one of the eight major races was not only due to the awakening of magic casters, but also due to the discovery and mastery of the cultivation of spiritual power, which gave ordinary humans a way to quickly advance in power, and gave them the ability to fight against powerful races and even giant dragons, which was also a decisive factor.
Spiritual power could constantly push the limits of a human's body, and also allow them to unleash incredible strength and speed. This was why human knights weren't afraid of powerful demons. For example, a top-tier knight like Meg Alex could even slay dragons.
However, not everyone could cultivate spiritual energy. Only one out of a hundred could become a knight. Only after breaking through to the level 3 knight could one cultivate spiritual energy. After that, one's cultivation and spiritual energy were closely related to each other, and almost complemented each other.
Meg opened his eyes and quickly strode over to the small room on the balcony. He picked up the longsword in the box in the corner, and stepped forward. The longsword was unsheathed, and a cold light flashed through the blade of the sword. It was as if the air had been sliced open, and even the moonlight seemed to have blurred slightly.
A faint smile appeared on Meg's face. It was the same sword strike, but it was clearly faster and more powerful than before. What he had to do now was improve his swordsmanship to a level that matched his power as quickly as possible.
After stowing away his sword and cleaning up the rags on the ground, Meg went downstairs to take a shower before entering the test field for the God of Cookery to learn how to make mooncakes and practice his swordsmanship.
However, as soon as he entered the bathroom, he was given a fright by his own reflection in the mirror.
In the mirror, he was completely black, with only a pair of charred black shorts on his body. He looked like a miner who had just crawled out of a mine. Only his teeth were white, and his short hair was spiky, making him look very fashionable.
"System, I'm only at the third tier, and I've already been struck by lightning. Will I be struck by lightning five times next?" Meg asked as he looked at himself in the mirror with a strange expression.
"Host, don't worry. This system won't do something so cruel." The system's voice sounded with a hint of consolation. "You haven't experienced two strikes of lightning yet, right? Let's take it one step at a time. There's no need to rush."
Meg, who was just about to relax, raised an eyebrow. As expected, the system couldn't be trusted. The first strike of lightning today had already shocked him to death. If there were two strikes, he would probably be electrocuted to death.
Furthermore, if someone told him to slim down like a bolt of lightning in the future, he would definitely tell them that lightning was at least as thick as water!
Although he was angry, Meg still quickly began to wash up. The layer of soot and soot on his body was quickly washed away, and his skin returned to its normal color. It was bright and white, and it should have been nourished by lightning. It felt quite delicate to the touch.
His thin and frail body had now become very normal. Although he didn't have exaggerated bulging muscles, his well-proportioned body didn't lose any sense of strength. He could clearly see a six-pack on his lower abdomen, and he was very satisfied with all of this. This was completely his ideal body.
Withdrawing his narcissistic gaze, Meg put on a set of pajamas, and tiptoed into the room. As soon as he lay down on the bed, he immediately opened the shiny golden experience bag in his mind.
A wave of information flowed into Meg's mind, and it quickly merged with his memories, quickly becoming Meg's experience and memories.
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