No talent for cultivation? Mediocre aptitude? No problem. I’ve got a Martial Arts Training System!
Jiang Ping’an transmigrated from the city, where he’d been a low-level office drone, to a life as a poor fisherman scraping by. His father had been seized for corvee labor, and his mother and little sister depended on his tattered fishing net to survive. The exploitation by the government and local gangs was pushing him to the brink.
On his sixteenth birthday, the game-boosting software he’d paid a fortune to have custom-made in his previous life activated and transformed into a Martial Arts Training System.
Looking at all the names on the System’s training leaderboard, Jiang Ping’an grinned. What a bunch of fine workhorses!
But why had the System only activated when he turned sixteen? Was it to prevent gaming addiction?
And what was this about tipping the girl he was training?
⭐️Very depressing
Talent. . . . . .
Very nice,
Junk is highly toxic
The protagonist is shocked
Let's re-open a book, really
Looks good, feels good
The more I write, the more sloppy I become.
It's okay. Looking back, it's very exciting.
It's pretty good so far, please support me