CSMCDB - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

The system was so angry its code turned to gibberish. It pondered for a moment: [I have all sorts of templates.]

"Can I go back?"

[…No.] The system looked at its templates, then opened the store, only to discover that its equipped store was a revised version. Under the "Low-Level Plane Protection Act," designed to "prevent observers from becoming too overpowered and maintain the balance of low-level planes without disrupting them," a whole series of divine artifacts, divine techniques, divine beasts, and divine… divine (expletive) nothing was left!

Wen Yuncheng let out a "heh" and said no more, simply staring blankly at the starry sky. The suddenly wounded system automatically muted itself, silently retreating to a corner to study the one hundred and eight ways to motivate a host.

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated?

The system found this profoundly true and began to earnestly research its host's previous life. And then it discovered… its host was a complete and utter slacker! Damn it, in its laziness, it had only retrieved the host's experiences from this life. In this life, the host it saw had strived, struggled, and worked diligently to become the favored child of heaven, the star of Holy Star City! But it never expected the host to encounter it… 1947 engaged in some self-reflection and suddenly began to understand Wen Yuncheng's thoughts a little. It retrieved and analyzed data for a good while before finally finding a seemingly viable method.

[I've contacted systems from other planes and purchased some goods.] The system directly sent the contents of the system store to Wen Yuncheng. This was the result of a full day of adjustments—a special little section dedicated to food!

From fresh vegetables and fruits to chicken, duck, fish, and meat; from home-cooked stir-fries to state banquet dishes; there were even exotic delicacies and ingredients from other worlds. It had everything!

Wen Yuncheng looked at the dense array of tempting food pictures and the vast variety of fruits, and she wavered.

Ever since she arrived here, she hadn't eaten anything good in the beginning. Her days of pride and success had only lasted two years, and now she was back to living a miserable life! Wen Yuncheng had almost forgotten what even the ordinary fruits in the store tasted like.

[Showing off and slapping faces is one of the essential qualities of a Long Aotian! The host must beat up Wen Ziyu within seven days and teach him a lesson!]

[Completing this daily mission will award 10 EXP and 1 Point.]

Wen Ziyu, the youngest son of her second uncle. Her cousin, one could say. Perhaps because she had been too dazzling back then, while Wen Ziyu was the most outstanding disciple in the clan after her. So, her second uncle was exceptionally strict with Wen Ziyu, his words full of praise for the "genius" she was at the time, while he berated and belittled his own son… As a result, Wen Ziyu held a grudge. Ever since she lost all her cultivation, this cousin would come to mock her every few days. He would even take out his anger on her after getting into conflicts with other disciples outside. As Wen Ziyu's cultivation speed slowed, stuck at the third layer of Star Apostle and unable to break through, he would come to taunt Wen Yuncheng after every failed attempt, venting his frustration by trampling on this former genius, as if only that could comfort him.

Wen Ziyu was already at the third layer. Fight him? Was she supposed to complete the daily mission with her life? Hearing this, Wen Yuncheng felt it was better to just go to sleep early.

[Activating character template...]

[Host: Wen Yuncheng
Race: Human
Age: 15
Class: Mechanical Master
Level: 1
Experience: 0/5
Points: 0]

[Activating skill template...]

[Current Level: 1
Learnable Skills: RX-78 Pursuer, Topspin Kick, Passive: Mechanical Affinity
Learnable Blueprints: Mechanical Armguard Blueprint]

What… was happening? Wen Yuncheng was stunned.

[Because the system damaged the energy within your body during the binding process, the host can no longer absorb Star Power to cultivate. As compensation, and to assist the host on the path of a Long Aotian, the 'Mechanical God Incubation Program' has been initiated!]

This… was a bit like a game. Wen Yuncheng looked at the skill template, then had the system open the store to look at the food and daily items inside. She couldn't help but ask, "Then how do I learn the skills and blueprints?"

[By spending points. Level one skills and blueprints only cost one point each.]

"But I only get one point for hitting Wen Ziyu?"

[Querying… Wen Ziyu's favorability toward you is: Hatred.]

[Attacking and fighting a target who hates you will grant Points: 2.]

"How many levels of favorability are there?"

[Positive favorability cannot be queried. Only potential enemies can be identified. Favorability is graded as: Dislike, Hatred, Mortal Enemy. Corresponding to 1/2/3 tiers of points.]

So, just by hitting Wen Ziyu, she could get 3 points…

Wen Yuncheng stroked her chin. In any case, that scoundrel Wen Ziyu would come looking for trouble whenever he was unhappy, and she couldn't escape a beating. Fighting back just once would earn her points. Although she didn't know how reliable the system's skills were, at least they were skills. If she had the power to protect herself, she could leave this place in the future.

Wen Yuncheng had no desire to be trapped in the Wen family for the rest of her life. It wasn't for a reason like "the world is so big, I want to see it," but because she had seen through the coldness and warmth of the people in the family and had no interest in staying.

[Activation Mission: Leave the Wen Family. Reward: 50 EXP, 10 Points.]

Wen Yuncheng glanced at it and accepted it directly. She was definitely going to find a chance to run away eventually anyway.

"Why did you come here? And what's the point of binding with me?"

[Random spacetime teleportation. However, I encountered turbulent spacetime currents during the transfer, which is why I appeared here.] 1947 answered earnestly: [As for the binding, first, it's because I crashed into you and you were the closest. Second, a simple scan showed that you have excellent talent but became a waste due to an accident, and you also have an engagement. Third, it's because you are blessed with great fortune.]

"An accident? Aren't you the accident?!"

[A simple assessment determined that you fit the requirements for the classic Long Aotian main storyline: the 'from-waste-to-genius' counterattack, face-slapping, and engagement-breaking storyline. Thus, I bound with the host.]

"Can you please take a serious look at the words 'Long Aotian'? That's a man, and I'm a woman! Can't you just give me a Mary Sue storyline where I can slack off, eat well, and ascend to godhood on the spot?"

[In your dreams.] The system was impossibly cool and arrogant: [I am the Long Aotian Growth System. There are no Mary Sues!]

"I think you should consider the objective reality that I am a woman," Wen Yuncheng tried to reason.

[I want my opinion, not yours. You'll listen to me!] 1947 wouldn't listen to Wen Yuncheng at all; after all, Mary Sues were completely outside its system's scope. The Long Aotian template was so much better, providing the host with Mechanical Master skills. The Mary Sue side was just full of nonsensical things like intelligence-lowering halos and beauty-enhancing auras!

Wen Yuncheng: "…"

Fine. Having some abilities was better than being a waste, after all. Wen Yuncheng simply lay flat and stopped struggling, accepting this bizarre main storyline.


"Wen Yuncheng, get your ass over here!"

It was Wen Ziyu's voice.

Wen Yuncheng had heard plenty of such commanding scoldings these past few years. It had even become a conditioned reflex; her body would ache faintly just from hearing Wen Ziyu's voice.

But thinking of the points, the skills, the future…

Wen Yuncheng closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she lifted her foot and walked toward the source of the voice.

System, I'm not going to get beaten to death, am I? Can you lower my pain sensitivity?

[Kid, this isn't a full-dive virtual reality game.] 1947 sighed helplessly. [You won't die. The moment you hit him, I'll send you the reward. Immediately learn Topspin Kick, kick him, and run. Catch him off guard.]

Somehow, I feel like doing that will get me killed even more horribly… Wen Yuncheng complained inwardly, but she still had no choice but to approach Wen Ziyu.

Before she even got close, a furious Wen Ziyu strode forward, grabbed her by the collar, and slammed her viciously to the ground. He then kicked her in the abdomen. "You damn mutt, what took you so long? You're asking for a beating, aren't you?" As he spoke, his fists came raining down.

Wen Yuncheng barely managed to protect her head, letting Wen Ziyu beat her.

"Young Master, Young Master, stop! You'll kill him if you keep going! Young Master, this guy is a cripple anyway, let him recover for a couple of days…" Five minutes later, Wen Ziyu's attendant spoke up to stop him. It was always like this; they were also afraid of someone actually dying. After all, Wen Ziyu was a third-layer Star Apostle, while Wen Yuncheng was a waste.

Wen Ziyu clicked his tongue, spat on the pathetic Wen Yuncheng on the ground, and dusted himself off, about to leave. "Let's go, let's go. This young master is definitely going to win a hundred or eighty Star Stones from him today!" The attendant quickly followed behind him, fawning and flattering, without sparing a single glance for Wen Yuncheng on the ground.

Just then, Wen Yuncheng scrambled up from the ground and lunged at Wen Ziyu, tackling him to the ground. She grabbed his hair with one hand and viciously choked his neck with the other. Wen Yuncheng even used her teeth, biting down hard on Wen Ziyu's shoulder, wishing she could tear off a piece of his flesh.

[Daily face-slapping mission complete. Reward received: 10 EXP, 1 Point.]

[Assessing enemy favorability...]

[Determined as: Hatred.]

[Bonus points awarded: 2.]

Wen Yuncheng scrambled up and ran, ignoring the pain all over her body. As she ran, she learned the skills.

There were only three skills in total. Wen Yuncheng ignored the blueprint and learned them all in one go. In an instant, all the information about the skills flooded into her mind.

RX-78 Pursuer: Deploys the homing robot RX-78 Pursuer, which tracks an enemy before self-destructing, dealing fire-attribute magic damage to surrounding enemies. [Cooldown: One minute.]

Topspin Kick: Unleashes a brilliant topspin kick on surrounding enemies! [Cooldown: Five minutes.]

Passive - Mechanical Affinity: All mechanical creations have increased favorability toward the host~

Hearing an angry roar from behind, Wen Yuncheng didn't even think before casting the RX-78 Pursuer skill. A faint blue light flashed, and a silver, rectangular robot about the size of Wen Yuncheng's knee appeared out of thin air. It had a conspicuous red wind-up key on its back that spun continuously as it moved forward.

"You dare pull out a cheap trick like this?" Wen Ziyu sneered, about to kick the metal junk pile away. The Starry Sky Continent had no such things as robots; Wen Ziyu had never even seen the thing Wen Yuncheng had created. But in his eyes, Wen Yuncheng was just a waste, posing no threat to him whatsoever. This was also the reason for his current fury.

In his eyes, Wen Yuncheng should have become like a dead dog. Who knew the dog would actually bite back?

Wen Yuncheng turned to look. The moment Wen Ziyu got close, the robot's entire body turned red and it suddenly lunged forward—Boom!

A red, fiery light exploded, and all the mechanical parts vanished without a trace after the explosion. Was this a skill effect? Wen Yuncheng wasn't sure. But she didn't care about that. She watched as Wen Ziyu took the full force of the self-destruct attack. His fine clothes were now tattered, and he looked utterly wretched. He stared at her in utter shock, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.


Author's Notes

Wen Yuncheng: Didn't see that coming, did you? I'm using cheats!

Note: The Mechanical Master template is based on the Mechanic from the game "DNF," or Dungeon Fighter Online.

For this story, I played a Female Gunner, so the skill effects will primarily be based on the Female Gunner's version of the Mechanical Spirit.

You don't need to play the game to understand; everything will be explained in the story.

Skill levels and other details have been redesigned to serve the plot.

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