Chapter Two
[Tutorial Mission: Stop Being Useless, Water the Damn Farm!]
[Mission Description: Five Kilometres down the south of where host is currently standing. Host will find Azure Wellspring. For the next two days, host must continuously water the farm to revive the crops. Host must manually carry the 500 gallons required to farm. Each gallon carried will provide host with one year of cultivation.]
[Rewards:]
<1 - Access To Attributes Page And Experience Points>
<2 - Ownership Of A Small House>
<3 - A Random Book>
'...The hell? Do you realise how much water five hundred gallons is? Are you trying to kill me or something? Even the chinese professors don't bully their students this much.' Ren screamed internally as he gripped his hair in pure frustration, his knuckles turning white.
Even though, Ren's eyes were glaring at the blue screen. In his mind, he was having a flashback of all those r18, overpowered cultivation novels he had binged where the protagonist always transmigrated into a cultivation world and all beautiful women came to cling onto his thigh.
'All I want is my Silicone Yandere Waifu! Why can't you put her as a reward for watering?'
[That's not how The Invincible Overlord Farming System works, host.]
"You're a xianxia novel's cultivation system, for goodness sake!" Ren shouted at the empty air unable to hold his frustration inside, throwing his arms out wide. His voice echoed embarrassingly across the barren land.
If the system was an actual person, he would have definitely beaten it up by now.
"Do you not realize your own potential?!! At least give me some actual spirit root instead of this trash so I can cultivate and become a cool protagonist. So that, I can find a way to reunite with my waifu at some point, eventually. I spent my entire life's savings on her!"
Despite his feeble appearance during his last moments in the past. In his college years, Ren's famous nickname was 'The Heartbreaker Hooligan Senior.'
He was the second son of Beijing's richest businessman's and also a rebel that made his father have a heart attack twice with his questionable life choices.
[That's not possible. Host has already died in the previous world. Your soul could not enter the reincarnation cycle because the amount of smut literature you soul has consumed shocked The Overlord. On top of that, host even had a grudge that his soul held onto as life faded from his body.]
Ren paused, his frustration channeling into confusion as his hands dropped to his sides. 'I don't remember any grudge. All I remember is hugging my waifu as I died.'
[Despite having a doctorate in agriculture and masters in agricultural engineering, host was shunned by the society and disowned by his family. Eventually, your passion for farming withered, and you devolved into a degenerate whose soul lost its spark. The Overlord felt a rare moment of pity for your wasted talent and decided to bestow a chance to relive your original dreams.]
'Shouldn't your Overlord should have pitied me before I died?' A sigh left Ren's lips as old memories came crashing down one by one, making Ren swallow the lump in his throat to hold back his tears. 'Forget it. If I need to water some farm, shouldn't you tell me where the farm is?'
[The host has been bestowed a starter gift pack by The Overlord to begin his farming journey earnestly.]
[1 - A Map : A magical map that can detect a path from host's current location to his destination. Host just needs to tell the map the name of his destination.]
[2 - Shoulder Yoke x 2 : To make it easier for host to carry four water buckets at once.]
[3 - Wooden Buckets x 4 : To carry water from The Azure Wellspring to the Farm.]
[4 - A New Outfit : Since host's current outfit is currently burnt down to rags. A new outfit has been bestowed upon the host to cover up his nudity after having a bath at the Azure Wellspring.]
As if at the mention of outfit, Ren finally realised to look at something other than the blue screen and the looked down at his soot covered steaming body.
Rags was definitely an overstatement to describe the current state of the clothes on Ren's body. All that was actually there on his body was charred lace that was currently clinging to a frame that had been long unfamiliar to Ren after being disowned.
His chest had expanded into a broad shield of hard masculine muscle divided by a sharp valley down the center. His abdomen was no longer soft. It was carved into eight hard segments, so sharply defined they seemed sculpted by an artisan's chisel rather than forged by flesh.
Ren's eyes travelled to his arms which were formerly as thin as twigs. However now, they were corded with thick, ropy veins that snaked over bulging biceps and forearms that looked capable of snapping redwood and a woman's heart in half.
The "Heavenly Wake-up Call" hadn't just cleaned his marrow. It had fixed the broken bones and rebuilt the body Ren was possessing currently.
Then, his gaze drifted lower, past the shredded waistband of his burnt pants.
He blinked once. Then blinked again.
"…Holy—"
Ren sucked in a sharp breath at the holy sight that graced his eyes.
"Your Overlord is fucking crazy! What do you mean he gives me this and tells me to go farm?!"
Ren's "manhood" was on full, unabashed display. It was no longer the humble seven inches. But rather, a nine point zero seven inches.
Ren blinked again and again unable to take his eyes off of it.
It was a monstrous pillar of heavy meat, hanging with a weight that felt substantial against his thighs. Even in its flaccid state, it possessed a thick girth and a length that seemed to defy the laws of human anatomy.
'I don't know about your Overlord. But, this here? It's definitely a true "Overlord" among the men.' Ren commented in awe.
And, his comment was definitely not an understatement. His current manhood looked less like a body part and more like a hidden weapon of mass destruction.
Though, what it was supposed to destroy was currently a mystery.
[Host should get a grip on his perverse thoughts and start the tutorial mission unless he wishes to sleep in the woods at night. Here are your starter gift pack items. Please try not to anger a cultivator unless host wishes to die, of course.]
[All the best, host.]