Transmigration and Cheating

Fan Lang had a wild night yesterday, and he didn't even remember what happened afterward.

When he groggily woke up, he felt that he had been firmly tied up.

Could it be that he had hooked up with an S*M* queen who liked bondage?

Or was he kidnapped by bad guys?

No way!

Fan Lang shuddered and hurriedly opened his eyes.

What came into view were three young men in ancient costumes, looking like extras from a second-rate historical drama.

There was no queen holding a small leather whip, nor were there any kidnappers.

"Fan Lang, with your kind of virtue, you dare to pursue Luo Hongyan, the City Lord's daughter, you're really a toad

Back when he was designing the game's storyline, one of the employees suggested that Fan Lang create a character for himself in the game. On a whim, he designed himself as a major villain.

Don't underestimate this game character, Fan Lang. At the beginning, he was just a thug, but as the story progresses, a few chance encounters will push him step by step to the pinnacle of the demonic path, making him the master of the demonic path!

But that's all in the distant future. The current Fan Lang is just a weakling.

"Fan Lang! Didn't you hear what this great lord said? Hurry up and admit that you're a toad!" The fattest of the three youths shouted fiercely.

Fan Lang recognized this person. This fatty was called Zhu Manchang, and he was a servant of the City Lord's Mansion, his status not much higher than his own.

Don't look at these people mocking Fan Lang for being a toad lusting after swan meat, but in reality, who among them doesn't have Luo Hongyan in their sights?

Fan Lang did what they wanted to do but didn't dare to.

Bang!

Zhu Manchang swung his fist, as big as a bowl, and punched Fan Lang, who was tightly bound, causing a sharp pain in Fan Lang's chest.

In the world of the Martial Era, everyone is like a dragon, and almost everyone can cultivate, brewing a magical power called Mystic Force from their dantian.

Those who can master Mystic Force are called Mystic Warriors.

According to the level of strength, Mystic Warriors have a series of level divisions, in order: Mystic Apprentice, Mystic Soldier, Mystic General, Mystic Spirit, Mystic Ancestor, Mystic Venerable, Mystic King, Mystic Monarch, Mystic Emperor, Mystic Sovereign, Mystic Saint, Mystic God.

Fan Lang personally designed all of these, so he naturally understood them very well.

Although Zhu Manchang is only a level three Mystic Apprentice, his punch has a force of three hundred pounds, so you can imagine what it feels like to be hit.

"Damn it, that really hurts. What level am I? How much health do I have left?"

Fan Lang transmigrated into the game character, so he naturally thought of the game data.

With a thought, a data panel actually popped up in his mind!

Fan Lang:

Level: Mystic Apprentice Level 2.

Mystic Force: 100/200.

Health: 95/200.

Skills: Thug Fist (1-star combat skill)

Equipment: Rope (unranked)

50 experience points needed to reach the next level.

"Pfft! Only level two, what's the point! These bastards in front of me are all level three, plus I'm tied up, it would be a miracle to win! Is there a newbie gift pack available?"

Fan Lang accepted the existence of the system. He didn't have time to investigate where the system came from. He just wanted to gain strength, get out of trouble, and avoid being beaten up.

Bang!

Bang!

"Speak! You toad! Have you gone mute?" Zhu Manchang landed two more heavy punches, each punch powerful and heavy.

The two accomplices next to him also joined in, punching and kicking Fan Lang.

One by one, red numbers lit up before Fan Lang's eyes.

-8

-10

-6

Each number meant that Fan Lang's health points were decreasing. This wasn't just a change in data; he was genuinely in pain in reality.

At this rate, he would be beaten to death!

[Dear player, you have not made a recharge yet, so you cannot claim the newbie gift pack. If you want to claim the newbie gift pack, please click on the recharge page.]

A system prompt popped up, rejecting Fan Lang's request.

What online game doesn't try to make money? First-time recharge rewards are almost standard.

Fan Lang never expected that this money-grabbing setting would one day screw him over. This was truly retribution!

"Can't I just recharge? I'll go through all the recharge options!"

"Pfft, why isn't there any response when I select recharge? Can't even spend money?"

Fan Lang tried to recharge, but it ended in failure.

This game world couldn't connect to the outside financial system at all, so naturally, he couldn't recharge a single cent.

No money meant no newbie gift pack!

Fan Lang was almost in despair. He was already on his last breath. Was he really going to beg for mercy from these bastards in front of him?

No! Absolutely not!

Fan Lang had never bowed his head to anyone in his life. Beg for mercy my ass, he wouldn't soften up even if he died.

"Damn it, it's just a system, right? I participated in designing the system. I've always been in control of the system. How can I let the system ride on my head? Open the background program for me. I'm going to rewrite the system myself!"

Fan Lang lost it. In desperation, he thought of modifying the system, which was basically cheating. He had been a programmer for several years and knew the system program like the back of his hand. A string of numerical code was like a naked girl to him, holding no secrets at all.

The system backend was actually pried open by Fan Lang, and countless numerical codes flashed out, moving rapidly.

As long as he could find the key ones among the countless codes, he could change the system data and, in turn, change Fan Lang's strength.

"Got it! This is the attack power code!"

Fan Lang quickly found the key code, and his heart thumped with excitement.

Attack power was also Mystic Force, which would weaken with consumption. Now, Fan Lang only had a hundred points of Mystic Force left.

"How is a hundred points enough? Give me a thousand times that!"

Fan Lang added a string of zeros after the hundred in one breath, wishing he could directly obtain earth-shattering power.

[System data has encountered a serious error, causing the system to be difficult to run, automatically restarting to repair.]

Because the modified number was too exaggerated, it actually crashed the system.

Fan Lang calmed down a bit. It seemed he couldn't be too greedy and should modify it a little less.

The next time, he modified his Mystic Force to be a hundred times greater, but the system crashed again.

Fifty times, failure!

Ten times, failure!

Five times, success!

Fan Lang finally succeeded in modifying it. Multiplying it by five didn't have a big impact on the overall system and didn't trigger a bug, allowing his Mystic Force to surge to five hundred points! With this Mystic Force, it was enough to crush Zhu Manchang and the other two!

With the change in the data, Fan Lang felt new Mystic Force emerge from his empty dantian, pouring into his whole body, and his whole spirit was refreshed!

"Hurry up and say you're a toad!"

Zhu Manchang punched Fan Lang again, hitting him in the face and knocking his head to the side.

Fan Lang slowly turned his head back, looked at Zhu Manchang with murderous eyes, and said word by word, "I'll say your mother!"

Pa!

Fan Lang's body shook, his Mystic Force erupted, and he snapped the rope binding him!