Thinking About Principles

What kind of talk is that?

What do you mean legends don't lie? Legends are usually the ones that lie, right?

But... I'm an outsider. I should believe first and doubt later.

Everyone looked up like that, staring blankly at the sky for a while.

"Ah!"

"Right!"

"Let's hurry back!"

"What's wrong? Is it dangerous?" Zhou Er suddenly suggested, and Lu Cang felt a slight sense of alarm.

It was already getting dark, and nights were more dangerous than days. This was common sense.

Zhou Er's suggestion was so sudden that Lu Cang felt something bad was about to happen.

"No... it's not necessarily dangerous."

"It's just that today is the shift of the Moon Phase, the best day to worship Yakartikto. If we go back now... we might still make it in time for the ritual."

"Worship the damn... go back and worship."

I thought it was something important.

You're a nobody from a backwater village, do you think praying will get the gods to notice you?

Even Lu Cang, who had just transmigrated, knew that gods didn't just pay attention to ordinary mortals.

Otherwise, if everyone prayed, wouldn't the gods be too busy?

But, that's true.

Nights were more dangerous than days. Even with the Constant Lamp's illumination, Lu Cang didn't want to expose himself to unknown dangers.

Today's commission was also completed. Although he still had plenty of energy, his body was indeed tired.

As expected, a mage's stamina was a recognized weakness...

It was time to go back.

"Okay, let's go back then."

In this battle, the other two were just spectators.

But Lu Cang didn't mind this small sum of money, totaling 2 gold.

It was like a safety rope; it might never be used, and it was best if it wasn't.

But it absolutely couldn't be absent.

It's just...

Lu Cang glanced at Gaiton and Jidi.

The uncle was quite useful as a Gatherer, but the healer and defender were too low-level at Rank 2.

It would be safer to switch to Rank 3.

Especially a Rank 3 Defender; Lu Cang hoped he could defend against sudden dangers that he couldn't react to in time.

As long as he had time to react, the barrier and heavy wall could quickly block damage.

But with the current performance of this guy, Lu Cang was very worried if he could react.

However, Rank 3 adventurers probably wouldn't be at this price.

Returning to Rhein Town.

The total reward for the commission was 4 gold. The three Rank 2 Lords added up to 2 gold and 20 silver.

The Rank 3 Lord's reward was 1 gold and 80 silver, making it exactly 4 gold.

Lu Cang distributed 2 gold to them and kept the rest for himself. His net profit for the day was 31 gold.

The main part of his income came from the spoils of harvesting corpses.

The payment given to them today totaled 2 gold and 60 silver for everyone.

For them, it was equivalent to earning nearly 1 gold a day without any risk.

After receiving the money, they expressed their gratitude to Lu Cang.

They also praised young Lu Cang as a prodigy who would surely shine brightly in the world in the future.

After settling the rewards.

They each placed a precious silver coin in front of the blank statues set up in the guild hall.

Towards the statues, they prayed with devout expressions.

Oh?

They were actually willing to spend so much?

The Adventurer's Guild must be making a fortune with this setup...

Collecting silver coins from the altar of the statue every day.

Lu Cang couldn't help but think.

However, in the next second, Lu Cang immediately retracted his previous thought.

The silver coins thrown onto the platform beneath the statue seemed to evaporate like water being boiled dry, bubbling furiously.

Lu Cang's lips twitched, and he looked up at the sky.

Huh?

Hey—

You god, this is a bit much, isn't it?

You're really taking other people's money?

You're actually going to do something about it, right? You better actually do something about it!

After a whole day of quests, Lu Cang's body was practically dead tired.

He returned to the inn, ready for a bath.

He stripped off all his clothes and stood in front of the mirror.

Height, he seemed to have grown a little taller... Speaking of which, today he could already see over the counter by a head just by standing on his tiptoes.

He really had grown taller, hadn't he?

Did children in this world develop this quickly?

Lu Cang looked at his body again. While he didn't have chiseled muscles, he had gained quite a bit.

He flexed his bicep and squeezed it; it was firm.

He had some abs and pectoral muscles too.

As expected, his body had gotten stronger.

After all, this world wasn't like a game where you could see specific stats. Lu Cang could only gauge himself by these observable physical changes.

"My magic is powerful, but my body is still incredibly weak."

Even though his body had gotten a bit stronger, it was still far behind the progress he was making with magic.

"If I could, I'd really like to change my job to a Warrior."

But Kumiloni wasn't here right now.

The contamination after promotion was very dangerous for him.

He couldn't always rely on Kumiloni; he couldn't always depend on others to advance.

He still needed to find a way to remove the contamination himself.

Sigh, why did he have to transmigrate as a child?

If he were sixteen, it would have been much more convenient.

As Lu Cang bathed, he couldn't help but reflect.

His body was already exhausted from the day, so Lu Cang used the stretching method Chicheng taught him to relieve muscle fatigue, preventing him from being sore all over tomorrow and affecting his combat.

The people Lu Cang interacted with the most were Kumiloni and Iz.

Next was Chicheng.

As for Stone, Lu Cang had barely seen it a few times.

He basically couldn't see it from morning till night, and he didn't even know if it lived in the inn.

But occasionally, when they ran into each other, it would say hello.

It also sometimes liked to tell him a bad joke.

Hmm...

Beyond that, Lu Cang knew nothing else about Obades.

Chicheng had mentioned that when Izpalut and the others weren't around, Obades partnered with him in combat.

That made sense...

Chicheng, if even Obades didn't go into battle with you, you'd really be soloing.

The relaxation technique Chicheng taught Lu Cang was quite effective.

He heard that Battle Skills in this world were divided into various schools. To learn Battle Skills, one usually had to major in an established "school" and then supplement it with other "auxiliary Battle Skills."

This allowed them to create their own combat system.

Of course, it wasn't stated that one could only learn one school. It was just that, like magic, Battle Skill schools required years of arduous practice.

Learning too many could lead to trying to bite off more than you could chew.

The relaxed style Lu Cang was using now was, as Wuwei had said, the "Living Form" from his self-created style, "Invincible Style."

Invincible Style...

He sure had the nerve to name it that.

But speaking of which, Iz and Chicheng both seemed to like creating their own skills and styles.

Iz had apparently created "Void Magic" at level 1.

And Chicheng had created "Invincible Style."

Should he also research creating his own skills?

Lu Cang's mind flashed back to Iz's teachings.

"The Promotion Ceremony is a testament to you practicing your professional tenets..."

"While learning, you also need to have your own thoughts."

Practicing tenets?

It should be like the Gaokao, right? Ordinary people take the exam, and scoring 0-750 is part of the test.

But some exaggerated geniuses could publish papers in top journals in high school and win Nobel Prizes... In that case, the Gaokao score wouldn't matter anymore.

In other words.

The content assessed during the Promotion Ceremony, whether it's a perfect score, doesn't matter.

What matters is... the outstanding performance in practicing the tenets.

However, does Transcendent Magic count as his own creation?

Although it was a gift from his talent, he was indeed the first person in the world to possess Transcendent Magic. This should count too, right?