First Kill

The reason Lu Hao was so confident was that his cheat had finally arrived.

It is a well-known fact that the first law of transmigrators is that there must be a golden finger; whether it is a system or an old master, there must be some kind of fortuitous encounter.

If there were none, it would be far too difficult for a transmigrator to rise to prominence relying solely on their own abilities.

Just as his soul fusion was completed, Lu Hao learned of the existence of his golden finger.

With a thought from Lu Hao, a virtual panel appeared before his eyes.

[Slaughter Point System]

[Host: Lu Hao]

[Vitality: 127/179 cal+]

[Mentality: 122/269 Hz+]

[Storage Space: 1 cubic meter]

[Slaughter Point: 0]

Looking at the values on the panel, the Vitality had dropped because of his failed attempt to break through earlier, but under the treatment of a Grade 2 healing pill, it was slowly recovering.

That his Mentality could reach 269 Hz was something Lu Hao hadn't expected; an average Grade 3 martial artist usually only had such a level of Mentality.

It seemed the fusion of his soul had increased his Mentality.

When Lu Hao focused his gaze on the plus sign behind his Vitality, he immediately received a prompt.

[Insufficient Slaughter Points]

Looking further down, the Storage Space was exactly what it sounded like, though such items were quite rare in this world.

At the very least, there were few people on Earth with storage equipment, and as for the Earth Cave, the Outer Region likely didn't have any, though the Forbidden Zone probably had quite a few.

As for the final Slaughter Point, it seemed to be used to increase Vitality and Mentality, and as for how to obtain them, it was simple and straightforward: obtain them through slaughter.

With this panel, Lu Hao had the confidence to fight in these Three Realms and see all the various spectacles from the original story.

After testing the Storage Space twice, Lu Hao got up and headed to the bathroom to shower, as he was currently covered in blood.

If he didn't want his mother to worry when she returned in the evening, he had to clean himself up, and he also needed to clear his head; even with the panel, he still had to rely on himself to become stronger.

Fang Ping's Wealth System was a backup plan left by the three Extreme Heavenly Emperors, and it didn't seem to have any malice.

But what about his own Slaughter Point System?

Where did it come from?

Did it have any malicious intent?

Lu Hao pondered these questions while showering; there were simply too many old schemers in the Three Realms, too many people playing the board, and he had no idea who was whose pawn.

Just like King Huai, the servant of seven families, who had gone back and forth between seven different factions; he had no idea what the current situation was.

The more Lu Hao thought about it, the more his head ached; his Mentality was already half-depleted, and adding the complex relationships of the Three Realms on top of that made him feel like he was about to explode.

Lu Hao shook his head, deciding not to dwell on it anymore; whatever the situation in the Three Realms, as long as someone didn't let him live in peace, he would just beat them to death. If he beat those old schemers to death directly, then all their plots would come to nothing.

After showering, Lu Hao stood in front of the mirror and took a look.

Hmm, still a handsome young man.

He was slightly darker than in his previous life, a result of practicing martial arts.

Lu Hao returned to the practice room, cleaned up all the traces he had left behind, and then prepared to head out; he needed to test how the system calculated Slaughter Points.

Only then could he properly plan his next steps.

Arriving on the street, the hustle and bustle outside was just as lively as in his previous life.

Walking among the crowd, Lu Hao felt as if he hadn't transmigrated at all.

Watching the noisy hawking and bargaining, this was the human world, the rolling red dust of life.

These people had no idea of the existence of the Earth Cave; they only knew that martial artists held a high status, but they didn't know why, nor did they know that martial artists were currently fighting in the Earth Cave.

Once the Earth Cave was made public, would such a lively scene still exist?

Walking through the crowd, Lu Hao couldn't help but think these thoughts.

Shaking his head to clear them, Lu Hao headed toward the slaughterhouse in the Beiding District.

He had already tried quite a few things before leaving the house.

After sacrificing an anthill and three bugs, he determined that killing these yielded no Slaughter Points, so he had no choice but to try at the slaughterhouse.

He hoped the animals in the slaughterhouse could provide Slaughter Points, otherwise, Lu Hao wouldn't know how to improve.

Should he go kill cultist martial artists or criminal martial artists right now?

Lu Hao still had some self-awareness; aside from having a stronger Mentality, he was currently just a plain, ordinary prospective martial artist.

Let alone fighting enemies, he was only going to the slaughterhouse by bracing his courage; after all, if he took action at the slaughterhouse, his targets wouldn't be ants or bugs, but large animals.

Half an hour later, Lu Hao arrived at the entrance of a slaughterhouse. After contacting the boss and fabricating a backstory about a poor student who had to work part-time to continue his schooling, he managed to gain entry into the slaughterhouse.

It didn't take long.

"Are you Lu Hao?"

A middle-aged man in his forties walked up and spoke.

"That's right, boss, I'm Lu Hao."

"You want to work a part-time job at the slaughterhouse?"

"Yes, boss. My family can no longer afford my tuition for the next semester, so I came here looking for a part-time job to support my studies for the second half of the year."

The slaughterhouse boss didn't think much of it; after all, it was just a part-time job, and students had come here before. He looked Lu Hao over and said, "Then come inside and give it a try. Let's see if you have the guts to do the work. I'll say this upfront: today is a trial period. If you can't handle it, there won't be any pay."

"Yes, alright, I understand."

Lu Hao agreed and followed the boss into the factory building.

As soon as he stepped inside, a thick, heavy scent of blood hit him, mixed with the stench of offal and disinfectant.

However, Lu Hao didn't say a word. Having navigated society alone in his past life, there wasn't much he hadn't seen, so he just twitched his nose slightly.

The boss, who was observing Lu Hao from the side, nodded silently. Only someone who could endure this smell would be able to stay.

The wages for a butcher weren't high to begin with, and given the environment, few people were willing to work here. If this kid could stick with it, it wouldn't be a bad thing.

"Old Wu, a new guy is here. Show him the ropes."

The slaughterhouse boss walked over to a middle-aged man who was currently slaughtering a pig.

"Got it, boss."

The man named Old Wu looked Lu Hao over and began to explain their duties: they were responsible for giving the transported animals a quick end, slaughtering about a hundred head a day.

Since Lu Hao would be coming in every afternoon, his pay would be halved, and the number of animals he needed to slaughter would also be halved.

Under Old Wu's guidance, Lu Hao quickly grasped the technique.

"Come on, Little Lu, this one is yours. Be decisive, don't be afraid."

Old Wu pointed to a pig that had just been transported in.

Lu Hao looked at the pig in front of him, then at the knife in his hand. Although he had done plenty of mental preparation, he was still very nervous when it was time to actually do it.

Forget it.

Lu Hao closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.

He gripped the knife and thrust it in.

A shrill scream rang out. Lu Hao opened his eyes; the knife was buried deep, and the pig's wailing gradually faded.

Lu Hao twisted the handle, and a stream of heart blood flowed down the grooves of the blade into a basin Old Wu had prepared.

Lu Hao's attention, however, was elsewhere. Just a moment ago, a notification had appeared on his panel.

[Enemy killed, Slaughter Point +2]

The Slaughter Point had increased. It seemed his idea to come to the slaughterhouse was correct; only killing large animals like this was effective.

Lu Hao instantly shook off his nervousness and began to imagine the scenario of him lurking in the slaughterhouse for three years, only for the Dragon King to return after those three years were up.