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Chapter 3 - 3

Zhao Yu rubbed his hands, waiting for the System to speak, but for a long time, the System remained silent.

He felt a little strange in his heart and asked, "System, where's the item I drew?!"

"...Host has drawn a mysterious treasure chest. Do you wish to claim it?"

Zhao Yu didn't notice the slight hesitation in that voice.

"Claim it."

He only stared at the treasure chest, his voice resolute.

As soon as he spoke, an ancient treasure chest, about ten centimeters in length and width, appeared out of thin air in Zhao Yu's arms.

Zhao Yu thought for a moment, closed the System light screen, held the treasure chest, placed it on his bedside, and carefully opened it.

There were no earth-shattering anomalies, nor dazzling brilliance. As the treasure chest lid opened, a cluster of light and a palm-sized, emerald-green jade token appeared before his eyes.

Zhao Yu took a deep breath and slowly reached out to touch the light cluster. The light cluster seemed to have a spirit, and with a whoosh, it shot onto Zhao Yu's fingertip and instantly disappeared. Immediately afterward, Zhao Yu's head throbbed as if infinite information had exploded, making his brain feel hot. He couldn't help but clutch his head.

After a while, he let out a slight breath, and the corners of his mouth curved upward.

"Chaos True Body... Nine Revolutions Profound Skill... Hehe..."

His heart stirred, and he inexplicably laughed.

It turned out that the light cluster was none other than the Chaos True Body—the complete Cultivation method of the Nine Revolutions Profound Skill! Although it was slightly regrettable that it only contained the first revolution's nine refining methods and not the complete ninety-nine refining methods, Zhao Yu was already very satisfied!

One should know that just the first refining of the first revolution required one hundred Qi Luck points. Heaven knows how much the complete nine refining methods of one revolution would cost—Zhao Yu had already deeply experienced how dark the System was!

Now, directly saving this part of the expense, how much time and effort would be saved?!

It was like a commoner who had just entered society and managed to win over a beautiful and wealthy woman. The starting point of his life was directly elevated to an unimaginable level for ordinary people. Wasn't that awesome?!

Of course, this wasn't the most awesome part. The most awesome part was the System's setback. Recalling how the System had remained silent for a long time after the lottery draw, Zhao Yu's heart turned, and he chuckled inwardly.

"Tricking me, hehe..."

Although he didn't understand what exactly was going on, Zhao Yu guessed that the System had actually failed to control the previous lottery draw. Otherwise, how could it have given him such a big gift package?

Having been repeatedly outmaneuvered by the System before, he finally won a round. Although it had nothing to do with Zhao Yu himself, it still felt incredibly satisfying.

Zhao Yu knew that there might never be such an opportunity again. After all, there was only one lottery draw, and this Cultivation method carried some additional information, informing Zhao Yu that subsequent revolution methods would have to be exchanged by himself. It also prompted him that it would be best to exchange and cultivate the Three Yuan Return to One Refining Qi Method simultaneously, which, to some extent, increased Zhao Yu's burden.

But for Zhao Yu, everything is difficult at the beginning.

With a good start, the road ahead would be much easier. It was infinitely better than not being able to afford good things and having to settle for cultivating trash, wasn't it!?

After roughly savoring the first revolution Cultivation method of the Chaos True Body imprinted in his mind, Zhao Yu opened his eyes and looked at the jade token in the treasure chest.

He stretched out both hands and carefully held up the jade token. A green light flashed on the jade token, and a piece of information appeared in his mind.

"summoning saint token: Drip blood to bind, can summon a wisp of projection from the Gods to possess the body, granting one billionth of the summoned God's basic abilities for half an hour. Limited to three uses. After three uses, the summoning saint token shatters."

Zhao Yu jolted, almost leaping up.

This was a good life-saving item!

Gods, just hearing it sounded grand. Although it was only one billionth of the basic abilities and had limited uses, it was still much stronger than his current self, wasn't it?

After carefully playing with the jade token for a while, Zhao Yu chuckled, carefully bit his finger, and smeared a drop of fresh blood on the summoning saint token. The summoning saint token immediately transformed into a green light, entered his palm, and disappeared.

Immediately, he summoned the System again.

"System, I think I'm really lucky." Zhao Yu laughed heartily, and with a thought, a jade token slowly emerged in his palm and said, "Look, the summoning saint token, a life-saving treasure! Thanks!"

The System was speechless.

Zhao Yu didn't mention simultaneously obtaining the Chaos True Body method. It was as if a voice told him that the summoning saint token could be known by the System, but the matter of obtaining the Chaos True Body method must never be known by the System.

This seemed to come from his subconscious, and Zhao Yu naturally did so.

"Please, Host, complete the first phase of the main quest as soon as possible."

The System gave a cold, irrelevant reply and then fell silent. Zhao Yu called out a few times but received no further response.

He smiled, put away the summoning saint token, stood up, and stretched.

"First, I need to wash up and prepare for the mission, otherwise..." He recalled the System's previous punishment, the pain of which made him shiver repeatedly.

Recalling the System's punishment, Zhao Yu suddenly realized that he was now full of energy—just now, all the lingering after-effects had disappeared, and he only vaguely felt a warmth inside his body, as if endless energy was surging.

"Given the System's nature, it certainly wouldn't give me benefits for no reason... It seems that after this transmigration, this body must have undergone some changes..."

Thinking these Chiefs, Zhao Yu headed towards the bathroom.

His face was still sticky. When he was punished by the System earlier, saliva was flowing, and he hadn't had time to clean it up. Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise, he would have lost a lot of face.

Although the room was small, it was very clean and fully equipped.

Although the bathroom was only one or two square meters, it at least had a mirror inside.

Facing the mirror, Zhao Yu carefully examined his current appearance.

It was exactly the same as on the System's light screen: tall and thin, probably over one meter eighty-five, with slightly blue eyes, a high nose bridge, and distinct facial features, truly a handsome mixed-race man.

He touched his chin, very satisfied with his current body.

If he had this physique before transmigrating, even if he was just a wage earner, he would probably have found his other half long ago and wouldn't have wasted away until he was thirty.

"By the way, there are many beauties in this World, hehe. Although the mission is urgent and the black-hearted System is pressing, it can't prohibit physiological needs in leisure time, right?" He chuckled, rinsed his mouth and washed his face in a few quick movements, finished in a few minutes, changed his clothes, and strolled out of the rented room.

Brooklyn is the most populous district in New York.

It's not a civilian area, but it's not a wealthy area either. It's mostly populated by the middle and lower classes.

The original owner of Zhao Yu's body, though an orphan, had some ambition. After leaving the orphanage, he didn't go astray. Although the delivery job wasn't a top-tier one, it at least allowed him to establish himself in Brooklyn, not having to stay in the chaotic and precarious slums.

Zhao Yu emerged from his rented room, facing the morning sun, and headed straight for the company.

He had to resign.

He had no choice but to resign.

In reality, if there were no System, no mission pressure, he would absolutely not resign from such a relatively stable job. But the System's mission was right before him, to establish a Mountain Gate within three months, so urgent, where would he have time to work?

Not to mention time didn't allow it, just the income from work alone couldn't support the expenses of establishing a Mountain Gate.

To establish a Mountain Gate, there must be a base, right?

In novels and myths, the sects of those Gods were all famous mountains and great rivers, with Mountain Gates spanning tens of thousands of miles. Compared to Gods, Zhao Yu was just a firefly, but he couldn't possibly set up his Mountain Gate in a rented room, could he?

That would be too lacking in ambition!

He was a transmigrator after all, and he had a System, even if the System was too dark.

Not to mention famous mountains and great rivers, it must at least be picturesque, with clear Water and beautiful scenery, right?

He had already thought it through: the target—a farm!

He planned to acquire a farm in a picturesque location and establish his Mountain Gate there.

Although for a transmigrator whose ultimate goal was 0-a-a, a farm as a Mountain Gate was still very lame, conditions didn't allow it!

By the way, even buying a small farm was almost impossible for Zhao Yu.

He had no money.

Of course, Zhao Yu could go to the outskirts of the mountains and claim territory as his own. This was not impossible. As long as it was far away, for example, crossing the United States to the West, and establishing a Mountain Gate deep in the Rocky Mountains, he figured no one would bother him.

But he had to consider the practical situation, right?

He was not yet a God, without the ability to travel thousands of miles in a single step. Hiding in a remote mountain corner, inconvenient to enter and exit, with each round trip taking ten days, half a month, or several months, how could he recruit disciples?

Ultimately, he currently lacked strength. Although he had a summoning saint token, that was a life-saving item that absolutely couldn't be used unless absolutely necessary. How could it be used for travel? Once used, it would be gone!

More importantly, Zhao Yu already had some understanding of the System.

As a veteran reader who particularly enjoyed novels, just by looking at the System's name, he roughly knew the System's core—to seize luck, to seize Qi Luck.

Where was Qi Luck?

On the protagonists! On major events!

Who were the protagonists of the Marvel Universe? Super Heroes! Super Villains!

Were Super Heroes and Super Villains in remote mountain corners? No, they were in big Cities!

Where did major events happen? Basically, not in the wilderness, right?

Connecting all these factors, his Mountain Gate had to be located near a big City. New York was where Super Heroes gathered, and many major events would happen here. To seize luck, how could he be far away?

Resigning went very smoothly.

In this World, no one is indispensable, especially ordinary people.

Although the original Owen had worked here for a year or two, no one would be particularly nostalgic for a naturally reclusive orphan.

After resigning and settling his salary, Zhao Yu left the express company and headed straight for the newsstand.

He used the few hundred U.S. dollars of settled salary to buy all the newspapers available within a week from the newsstand. It was dozens of pounds, a huge stack, which he carried back to his rented room.

For the next half day, Zhao Yu was engrossed in reading newspapers, not even having the appetite for lunch.

By evening, he finished reading the newspapers and then turned on his ancient second-hand computer, browsing various major portal websites.

As dusk approached, Zhao Yu finally rubbed his forehead and shut down the computer.

From the newspapers and the computer, he had sorted out some useful information.

Mainly information about Super Heroes.

Roughly two active heroes in New York were found through online media and newspapers: one was the Punisher, and the other was Daredevil.

And the abilities of these two individuals were actually not qualitatively different from ordinary people.

As for Spider-Man, he was still nowhere to be seen. Zhao Yu estimated that the kid hadn't become Spider-Man yet.

And Iron Man—he was still the playboy of Stark Industries. He had the most reports, but they were mostly gossip. Tony Stark, like Peter, was not yet a Super Hero.

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