Krillin instantly snapped awake, his face lighting up with joy. As expected, I'm the strongest protagonist.
"You're celebrating far too early," the system said disdainfully.
"This system's greatest function is merely to assist you. None of that 'an aura of swagger always surrounds me' or 'one slash for 999.' Host, stop dreaming of unrealistic things. This system's principle is: one sentence at the start, all strength depends on training."
"All right, do you have any questions?" If not, this system was going to sleep.
Krillin hurriedly said, "Wait! What exactly are you trying to say? I don't understand anything yet. Is this any way for a system to act?"
The system broke out in a cold sweat... Please look at the big screen.
Training Assistance System: "This system is dedicated to assisting Earthlings in their training and increasing the Earthlings' presence. Furthermore, this system has no secrets and requires no exploration by the host. The detailed explanation is as follows." Time: Era 756 Name: Krillin Age: 20 Race: Earthling Battle Power: 100 Skills: Kamehameha, Solar Flare, Afterimage Technique... Training Limit: 1500 Battle Power
Krillin looked utterly confused. "What use are you, exactly?"
"This system can allow you to improve without end and break through the limits of Earthlings. In other words, you possess limitless potential. For example, your Battle Power is currently 100, and you have 1500 potential remaining. Without any fortuitous encounters, you can only train to around 1500 Battle Power at most. Of course, that is merely theoretical. You must know that people possess infinite possibilities. When you train to 1200 Battle Power, your progress will become extremely difficult because you are nearing your limit. At that point, the system can help you break through that limit, and your potential will become 5000. That 5000 will be your next limit."
"Do you understand now?" the system explained slowly.
Krillin was somewhat dazed, then overwhelmed by excitement and joy. After becoming an Earthling, what worried him most was the Earthlings' aptitude. It was difficult for Earthlings to train past 50,000 Battle Power. Now that the system had solved the issue of limits, all he had to do next was train step by step.
Next, he only needed to formulate a detailed training plan. The essence of Turtle School training was to study well, train well, eat well, and rest well. Those concise sixteen characters encompassed the ultimate principles of cultivation.
Five hours of training a day was enough. Haste made waste. He would also study for two hours every day. I'm going to become a cultured man with substance... Krillin fell asleep while thinking.
The next day, a ray of sunlight streamed in and slowly moved across Krillin's face. The warm sunlight stung his eyes, and he slowly opened them, yawned, and got out of bed.
Krillin came to the main hall. The gentle and soft-spoken Lanqi had already prepared breakfast. When she saw Krillin, she smiled and said, "Morning, Krillin."
"Morning, Lanqi. Good morning, Master Mutian."
"Hurry up and sit down. Breakfast is ready."
Master Mutian noticed that Krillin had changed somewhat from before. He seemed more confident. His casual smiles and the light in his eyes were impossible to miss. Krillin was a competitive child. Ever since the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament, he had been somewhat gloomy, but now it seemed that everything was fine. Master Mutian smiled with relief.
"Master, I'm full. I'm going to train." With that, he walked away.
"This child has become more diligent." Master Mutian nodded approvingly.
"My Battle Power is 100 now. I remember that when Raditz came to Earth, my Battle Power was 206, while Goku's was 334 to 416. Goku's should be around 280 now, so the gap isn't too large yet. But in the future, the gap will be measured in hundreds of millions. Right now is the best time to catch up. Goku's Battle Power won't increase much over the next four years, either. Piccolo will even have a new ultimate technique four years from now, the Special Beam Cannon. Looks like marriage really did hold Goku back." Krillin chuckled.
Now, he needed to adapt to his body as much as possible and familiarize himself with the feeling of battle. He would start with the basics.
First, 2,000 push-ups. One, two... By 105, he still did not feel tired. So strong. Krillin could not help but marvel. After 2,000 push-ups, he had only broken a light sweat. Then he continued: 2,000 burpees, 5,000 push-ups, 10,000 push-ups...
Krillin supported himself with both arms. A puddle of sweat had formed beneath him, and every muscle in his body trembled. Krillin, you can do this. Keep going. His muscles shook even harder. Krillin clenched his teeth, then collapsed onto the ground. He panted heavily, gasping for air. He had truly reached his limit.
Ding. The host has trained to the limit. The system's recovery function has activated. A mysterious force began nourishing and restoring Krillin's body.
Whenever the host trains to the limit, the recovery function will activate.
Krillin lay on the ground, his body pleasantly warm and incomparably comfortable. He slowly closed his eyes and savored the pleasure brought by training.
Three hours later, he woke up and found that his body did not feel the slightest discomfort. There was no muscle soreness at all; instead, he felt refreshed and invigorated. Wonderful. From now on, I can train without any reservations.
Time to head back. The path of training emphasized steady progress. Haste made waste.
Master Mutian was still sunbathing, though this time a coconut tree provided a little shade. Krillin walked over to him.
"Master Mutian, do you still have the Turtle Shell I used when I trained before? I want to use it for training," Krillin asked.
"The Turtle Shell is in the storage room at the back. Krillin, at your current level, that Turtle Shell won't be very useful. You need something heavier. You can have one custom-made in town," Master Mutian explained.
"I know, but I still want to try it for now." Krillin silently added, Actually, I don't have any money right now.
"Okay, Master. I'll go look for it."
He found it before long. Looking at the old Turtle Shell, he found that its weight was still acceptable. He would wear it while training tomorrow.
Now it was time to study. He needed to find some books to read. Krillin walked over to the bookshelf and opened it. Good lord, it was packed full. But what the hell were those covers? After only a few glances, he felt a wicked fire rising within him. Heh, old man, you really do have quite a collection of treasures. A true collector indeed. It seemed studying would have to wait. He had no money to buy books right now, either. Life was truly difficult.
The next day, Krillin arrived at his training ground with a forty-kilogram Turtle Shell strapped to his back.
Ha... Training began. Two thousand push-ups. They were clearly more strenuous than yesterday, but that only made them more effective. Ha... Krillin supported himself on the ground with two fingers, his arms trembling. The ground had long been lightly soaked with sweat. Whenever he felt that he could no longer hold on, he thought of No. 18's face and remembered how, in the later stages of Dragon Ball, a single punch could blow up a planet. Strength immediately surged through him. All right, time for a rest. Krillin lay on the ground, feeling exceptionally content. The system's mysterious power was slowly restoring his body, just like a Saiyan recovery tank.
Two hours later, he felt that his body had recovered to its peak. He immediately got up and continued training his Ki, but what Master Mutian had taught him was still only a vague concept. If he wanted to truly learn how to use it, he would have to go to the Sacred Temple.
In the blink of an eye, seven days passed. Krillin was still training diligently. With his eyes tightly closed, he gathered the power within his body and shouted, "Ka... me... ha... me... ha!" A blue beam shot from Krillin's hands, and a small distant hill collapsed with a tremendous roar. "Haha, worthy of its name. Now I can finally be said to have 100 Battle Power. But I still lack actual combat experience. The feeling in my memories made my blood boil. Being powerful really wasn't bad, but constantly getting beaten up was another matter. How should I put it? Knowing that no matter how hard you trained, you would still be beaten up, and that you could never catch up to your teammates... No wonder Krillin gave up his identity as a martial artist later on. I can understand how Krillin felt back then. His heart for the Martial Way never changed, but the cruelty of reality always left it battered and bruised."
Now, he had assistance. He knew that he could keep growing stronger. That feeling was incomparable.
Don't worry. In this life, I will definitely become a true strongest Earthling. Krillin silently swore to himself.
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