I'm Panicking Without a System

Holy Soul Village.

Dawn had barely broken; roosters crowed and dogs barked.

A vast white mist blanketed the entire village, making it seem like an isolated paradise.

A child dressed in rough linen clothes paced back and forth outside a wooden house.

"Is this some kind of joke? I've been transmigrated to the Soul Land World for nearly six years, and tomorrow is the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony."

"Didn't they say every transmigrator gets some kind of cheat or system? Why has my system refused to show itself? Boohoohoo."

"In my previous life, I was just a useless shut-in who stayed in his rented room playing games and acting like a keyboard pianist in Zaun."

"What if I awaken a keyboard as my martial soul? If the heavens had not birthed Keyboard Douluo, the Dao of keyboards would be an endless night! Keyboard, come!

With one mouth, I shall battle three thousand emperors alone; with two keys, I shall sweep across nineteen continents.

If there are no true immortals in this world, I shall wield a keyboard and become one! Before keyboards, there was no heaven; I shall flame the heavens and make the sun bow to immortals!"

"No, no, that won't do. A keyboard martial soul would be way too lame. Do I really have no choice but to cling to Tang San's thigh?" Lu Chen looked at the wooden house before him and fell into deep thought.

"No, even without a system, maybe I'll awaken some awesome martial soul. If that happens, I won't need to suck up to Tang San.

Even if it's some useless martial soul, with the mindset of a modern man like me, could I really fail to rise up?"

As Lu Chen thought this, his mood immediately improved. He pushed open the door and walked into Tang San's home.

"Little San, Little San, are you there?"

Tang San's home was extremely simple. All he could see were worn-out old furnishings.

Logically speaking, Tang Hao, the only blacksmith in Holy Soul Village, should not have been living like this. However, he had never emerged from the shadow of his late wife. He constantly hated himself for his weakness and incompetence, and could only drown his sorrows in alcohol every day.

"Blacksmith, do you know where Little San went?"

Lu Chen walked into Tang Hao's room and saw him sleeping on his side, snoring loudly. The entire room reeked of alcohol, and empty bottles were scattered all over the floor.

Lu Chen frowned and hurriedly covered his nose. "What a drunkard. You've got so much money to buy liquor, but you don't know how to fatten Little San up a little. Look how skinny he is. Sigh, a child without a mother is like a blade of grass."

Tang Hao: "..."

"Forget it, I'll go look for him myself."

Tang San's home consisted of three mud-brick rooms. The middle room was for everyday living, the left was a storage room, and the right was the outhouse.

Without hesitation, Lu Chen headed to the one on the right. First thing in the morning, of course a person needed to use the toilet.

Arriving outside the outhouse, Lu Chen gave a wicked grin and knocked on the wooden door. "Little San, are you in there? I need to talk to you about something."

Tang San: "()..."

"Hm? Not here? Perfect, I haven't relieved myself since getting up this morning. I'll just take care of it here."

Just as Lu Chen was about to push the door open, Tang San's urgent voice came from inside. "I'm here, I'm here! Is that Lu Chen? What do you need?"

"So you are in there, Little San. Here's the thing: I have something I want to discuss with you face-to-face. Is now a good time?"

Tang San was furious. Couldn't he see whether it was a good time or not?

"Now isn't a good time."

"Not a good time? Then I'm coming in." Lu Chen placed his hand on the wooden door's handle, intending to push it open.

"It is! Now is a good time!" Tang San shouted anxiously. He rose slightly, holding up his pants with one hand while bracing the wooden door with the other. The position was humiliating and terribly uncomfortable.

But he had no choice. If he did not hold the door shut, then based on what he knew of Lu Chen, that guy would definitely come in.

Having lived two lives, Tang San had never seen anyone so shameless.

"Little San, didn't you say now was a good time? Why are you holding the door? Let me in." Lu Chen was laughing wildly inside, though his hand secretly exerted more force.

Tang San, meanwhile, was half-squatting, holding his pants with one hand and bracing the door with the other. Although he had cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record and was far stronger than Lu Chen right now, he could not exert any strength at all in this position.

"Lu Chen, can't you tell me what it is later? Now isn't a good time."

"No, Little San. This concerns my future." Lu Chen spoke with a perfectly serious expression.

"Lu Chen... I... really... can't... right now..."

Tang San's face had turned crimson. His hands and feet trembled slightly. There was a small gap between the pit and the door, and Tang San could barely reach the door with his hand. He could not put any force into it at all, while the force coming from the wooden door only grew stronger.

Finally, Lu Chen pushed the door open a crack. Through that gap, he saw Tang San's strange posture. This is the peak of life. Lu Chen laughed uncontrollably inside.

Seeing this, Tang San immediately squatted down like lightning and clamped his legs tightly together, his face turning dark at once.

The wooden door had been opened, but Lu Chen did not go in. Instead, he took two steps back.

They would still have to get along in the future. Before knowing what martial soul he would awaken, it was not wise to embarrass Tang San too badly.

"Little San! Tomorrow is the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony, a turning point in your life, yet you still have the mood to use the toilet?"

Seeing that Lu Chen had not come in, Tang San was surprised and secretly let out a breath of relief. Then he said, "Wait for me."

A short while later.

Tang San emerged from the outhouse, his expression not looking very good. Lu Chen ignored it completely and said, "Little San, tomorrow is the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony. What should I do? I'm a little nervous."

Tang San looked at Lu Chen strangely and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you today, Lu Chen? This isn't like you."

"I know, I'm usually a little arrogant and kind of a jerk. But times are different now. My system still refuses to show itself, so I'm a little nervous."

"You're more than a little arrogant and a little of a jerk. You clearly can't beat me, yet you always act like you're the big brother. But who is this system? Why won't it see you?" Tang San asked.

"That's not the point. San, if the martial soul I awaken is no good, then for the sake of us being from the same village and growing up together, you can't forget about me."

"You're saying strange things again, Lu Chen. After being around you for so long, I can tell at a glance that you're no ordinary person. At tomorrow's Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony, you'll definitely astonish everyone."

"Sigh, I hope so. I'm probably the only transmigrator who's ended up as miserable as this. How embarrassing."

"A reader?" Tang San asked in confusion. He did not understand what Lu Chen meant, but he did not dwell on it. Lu Chen often said words and phrases he could not understand.

"Still, I'm quite curious what kind of martial soul I'll awaken tomorrow," Tang San said.

"Little San, actually, I could tell at a glance that you aren't human..."

"Hm?" Tang San was confused. "If I'm not human, then what am I?"

"What, you have to think about whether you're human or not? Never mind that. Didn't you once say you seemed to have some special connection with the Blue Silver Grass on the ground? So I guessed that your martial soul must be Blue Silver Grass."

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