Chapter 3
Upgrading to a Cannon, Eagerly Anticipating

Inside the Curious Curios shop, a man and two women sat facing each other.

“Brother Han, I apologize on behalf of Manman. But what you said earlier was a bit too much. How about this, I’ll buy the gourd you’re holding for 1 million yuan. Let’s consider it making a friend.”

Hearing the offer of more money, Han Xiao Liu felt the pain he had just received instantly disappear.

“Deal. Please confirm the amount, swipe your card, and this shop doesn't issue receipts.”

Sheng Sheng Man hugged her arms and pouted, looking incredibly annoyed.

But in Han Xiao Liu's eyes, she looked a bit cute.

“Thank you for your patronage, come again.”

“Manman, give him a business card. If he needs anything, he can come to Xin Yue Restaurant and just say Manman’s name.”

Yin Nan Feng didn't realize the unintentional olive branch he had extended would bring such great benefits to both himself and Xin Yue Restaurant.

Sheng Sheng Man didn’t even imagine that this rogue who had taken advantage of her would be inextricably entangled with her in the years to come.

Of course, Han Xiao Liu didn’t expect this either.

He closed the shop door and directly shut down.

Han Xiao Liu couldn’t stop grinning.

Although he had a bit of money in his previous life, this was the first time he had earned a million yuan in one go. It was his first million ever, across both lifetimes.

“I’ve struck it rich! I’ve struck it rich! Waka kaka ka ka! It's awesome! Now I can buy equipment. Right, let’s claim the newbie pack first.”

After locking the doors and windows, pulling down the curtains, Han Xiao Liu went to the room on the second floor to shower and change. Then he sat down and opened the system.

Han Xiao Liu didn’t claim the newbie pack immediately. Instead, he was drawn to the system interface.

Task Bar: It listed tomb names from top to bottom. Clicking them revealed specific task details.

Currently, only the first three could be opened: The Liao-Jin General’s Tomb located at the border between northern Inner Mongolia and Liaoning Province; The ancient city of Jingjue, located at the end of the Zidu Dark River in the heart of the Xinjiang desert; and the Seven Star Lu Wang Palace, located west of the Guazi Temple in Shandong Province.

The Liao-Jin General’s Tomb had a two-star difficulty rating, while the other two were three-star. The task requirement was to obtain the ‘Moth-Body Chi Dragon Double Jade Bi’ held by the Red-Furred Demon Hound.

The reward was a Mossberg short-barreled shotgun, with corresponding accessories unlocked in the system store.

Seeing the reward, Han Xiao Liu couldn’t wait to dig up the General’s Tomb.

Anyone who plays with guns knows that the Mossberg shotgun is the best short-barreled shotgun.

It has high close-range lethality, is easy to carry, highly reliable, has a strong barrel, is durable, and can fire over 4,000 rounds safely.

It also has good modification potential, making it a top-tier piece of equipment for tomb raiding and everyday use.

“The system knows what I want, hahahaha. This reward may be useless to others, but I love it.”

Han Xiao Liu continued to explore the system.

After the task list was the system recycling bar, which allowed him to directly recycle Ming Dynasty artifacts from the tombs in exchange for system currency. The system currency could be used to purchase goods in the system store.

As for the system store, it mainly offered various equipment and modifications, as well as medicine, even including a beauty elixir that could delay aging. It was a top-tier item.

However, Han Xiao Liu couldn’t find any knowledge or skills related to tomb raiding, like divining the location of treasures.

Han Xiao Liu didn’t mind. “If the mountains don’t come to Muhammad, Muhammad must go to the mountains.” If that doesn’t work, I’ll just blow the mountain up.

The system also had an exhibition stand. Once a mission was completed, the task target would be displayed on the stand, but it could not be removed once placed there.

The most important part was the system backpack.

The backpack had two categories. One was the equipment bar, which could store guns, knives, ammunition, even explosives, and most unusually, a car.

The other was the item bar, with only nine slots, though more could be unlocked. Items of the same type could be stacked. For example, canned food could be stored 99 items in a single slot.

Once all the missions were completed, there were two final rewards. One was to live as long as heaven and earth, essentially immortality; the other was to travel to any world you wished.

Once the final rewards were claimed, the system would automatically unbind and disappear.

Han Xiao Liu felt the system was very generous. While it didn’t give him the ability to challenge heaven and earth like other transmigrators, it still fulfilled his dream. There were no restrictions, no punishment for failing missions, and the rewards and content were related to his interests.

Life is short. Happiness is the most important thing.

After claiming the newbie pack, Han Xiao Liu took the body strengthening potion and the instructions. He drank it, and his strength increased to 500 jin (333 lbs) with a single arm, his speed reached 6 seconds for 100 meters, his stamina could easily complete a full marathon, his reaction time increased 2-fold, his five senses were enhanced, and his resistance increased. His abilities were five times that of a special forces king.

He silently muttered, “Amitabha Buddha,” before unscrewing the bottle cap and drinking it down.

The bottle automatically disappeared, and Han Xiao Liu felt a rush of heat coursing through his body. This was followed by endless pain!

Pain! It was agonizingly painful!

Han Xiao Liu lay on the floor, enduring the agony of his body being remade. His bones were even cracking. He felt like he had lived through a century. The excruciating pain almost made him faint.

But once it was over, a wave of comfort washed over him.

Especially after feeling the power contained within his body, he felt a rush of excitement. All the pain he had endured was worth it.

“Holy crap, standard eight-pack abs, these muscles, although not large, are unbelievably hard. And the muscle tension is off the charts. Plus, this 500 jin strength with a single arm, that’s about 1,400 jin of force in a punch. It far exceeds the maximum punch of boxing champion Tyson. It’s terrifying! I can say ‘I’m gonna take on ten guys’ to anyone now! I wonder how much I’d lose to Zhang Qi Ling, but I guess I'm far from his level.”

After the transformation, Han Xiao Liu’s height increased slightly to 185 cm (6’1”), and his weight reached 86 kilograms (189 lbs). His body looked slender yet muscular, with his body proportions almost perfectly aligned to the golden ratio. It was the epitome of perfection.

Although his physical attributes had skyrocketed, the system had also allowed him to perfectly control them.

What made Han Xiao Liu, the little sex fiend, even more delighted was that Xiao Xiao Liu’s size had also increased. Based on his previous experience as a scumbag, unless a woman had kinky preferences, most women wouldn’t be able to withstand his assault!

Tsk tsk, trading up, it’s a good feeling, you know? The system’s products are always top-notch. You understand me.

Han Xiao Liu continued to unbox the newbie pack.

A Lupara single-shot short-barreled hunting rifle and 12 rounds of shotgun shells. This was a no-brainer. Although it was single-shot, it was very powerful. I wonder how it’ll work against zombies.

There was also a tomb that was very narrow in many places. Pistols, rifles, and submachine guns could easily cause ricochets and injure yourself or your team. However, shotguns have a very low chance of ricocheting.

The final item was the archaeological certificate. This was the real weapon.

As the saying goes.

Mojin has a charm;

Fachu has a seal;

Xie Ling has armor;

Banshan has a technique;

Guanshan has a method.

But these tomb raiding schools are inferior to the archaeological school of today. This archaeological certificate is the real deal.

The archaeological certificate came with instructions.

Carrying the archaeological certificate would protect you from curses and karma.

Thanks to this legal archaeological certificate, Han Xiao Liu’s background was no longer that of a high school dropout. He was now the youngest ever graduate of Beijing University’s History Department, an outstanding student. His personal records had been partially encrypted and could not be viewed by ordinary people.

A newbie pack, body enhanced, initial equipment acquired, identity established.

He even had a million yuan in cash.

Now, all that was left was auxiliary equipment.

Han Xiao Liu was full of confidence about his upcoming adventures.

If Hu Ba Yi and Fatty could raid so many tombs, I’ll have a powerful body and the system. There’s no way I’m going to lose to them.

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