Chapter 2

As usual, Han Xiaoshu ate a white steamed bun and prepared to start his day's work.

After chopping wood for a while, during his break, Han Xiaoshu brought out the simulator to study it.

He noticed that the basic cultivation technique, which was gray in the morning, now seemed clickable.

Han Xiaoshu focused his mind on it and clicked it as if using his finger.

Before he could check the simulator's status, his body felt as if all its strength had been drained, almost making him lose his balance. Fortunately, he had an axe to lean on.

Then a wave of hunger hit him, and without much thought, Han Xiaoshu subconsciously pulled out a white steamed bun from his bag and devoured it.

One wasn't enough, so he ate another one, and the feeling of being drained finally eased a bit.

Without much time to think, Han Xiaoshu glanced at the simulator's interface again.

He noticed that a countdown had appeared below the basic cultivation technique.

119:30—the time was ticking down second by second.

So that's how it works. It needs physical energy to cultivate. No wonder it was gray in the morning; I was exhausted from last night.

I wonder what I can gain from cultivation. Han Xiaoshu became increasingly excited.

The chubby boy next to him looked over at Han Xiaoshu, puzzled, and said, "Xiaoshu, what's wrong with you? You've been standing there for so long. Are you feeling unwell? You didn't look good this morning. Why don't you go back and rest? I'll help you chop today."

"I'm fine, I just didn't sleep well last night. I'll be better after a rest."

"Okay, don't be too formal with me, brother." The chubby boy was still a bit worried.

Time passed slowly, and soon an hour had gone by.

Han Xiaoshu couldn't wait to check the interface and found that the countdown had ended, and the basic cultivation technique had returned to its original state. However, he didn't dare to click it again.

He didn't have enough food with him. If he ran out of food and starved to death, that would be ridiculous.

The original spirit energy, which was 0, had now become 10.

It seems that an hour of cultivation can gain 10 points of spirit energy. So, here's the problem.

This body started cultivating 5 years ago. If it cultivated for one hour each day, that's 1,825 times.

1,825 times is 18,250 points of spirit energy. Where is my spirit energy? You should have replenished it! It feels like I've lost a billion. This is heartache.

While Han Xiaoshu was lamenting, he looked at the 10 points of spirit energy and tried to click the plus sign behind the Wood Spirit Vein.

The data on the interface changed, and (0/100) behind the Wood Spirit Vein became (1/100).

Damn, Han Xiaoshu was instantly furious. If you're going to upgrade, just upgrade.

Why do you have to convert it proportionally? Why don't you charge a fee? You're a weird simulator, and I, Han Xiaoshu, am impressed.

Under the scorching sun, everyone started to rest in small groups, forming little clusters to eat.

Like them, the servants, except for the unified dinner at night, had to buy their other two meals from the food hall. After all, they hadn't cultivated to the point where they could draw energy from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to reach the state of fasting.

The chubby boy also walked over to Han Xiaoshu.

"Xiaoshu, why aren't you eating? You've been working all morning. Rest a bit and fill your stomach so you can continue working in the afternoon." The chubby boy said as he walked, pulling out a steamed bun from his bag.

"Uh, I forgot to bring it. I left in a hurry this morning." Han Xiaoshu looked at his empty bag and said helplessly.

"Here, I have one more. I feel like I've gained weight lately, so I'll eat less."

The chubby boy smiled and pulled out another steamed bun from his bag, handing it to Han Xiaoshu.

Han Xiaoshu looked at the steamed bun in his hand and then at the chubby boy who was eating slowly, feeling a bit touched. In his previous life, he didn't have many true friends, and he never expected to meet such a friend in this life.

"Fatso, do you know who will be testing our aptitude next month?" Han Xiaoshu asked the chubby boy.

The chubby boy thought for a moment and said, "It's said that it will be Senior Brother Wang, who left here a few years ago. He probably wants to give us hope."

"Do you know how the aptitude test works?"

"I don't know. My old man didn't tell me. If he had joined the outer sect back then, I would probably be an outer sect cultivator now." The chubby boy said resentfully.

"Ha ha ha, don't blame others. You might have the aptitude for cultivation. I'm waiting to cling to your leg." Han Xiaoshu and the chubby boy chatted on and on.

After finishing the work in the evening, Han Xiaoshu and the chubby boy went to the food hall to have dinner.

Amid the surprised looks of others, Han Xiaoshu practically had to support the chubby boy out.

"Xiaoshu, what did you do? Look at your belly, it's like you're several months pregnant."

The chubby boy covered his face and said helplessly.

He felt a bit embarrassed. Although he was fat, he didn't eat much compared to Han Xiaoshu's appetite today.

He really felt like a small wizard in the presence of a great one.

After being sent to his room by the chubby boy, Han Xiaoshu barely managed to sit cross-legged, brought out the simulator's interface, and clicked the basic cultivation technique. The feeling of fullness in his stomach began to ease.

"Let's see if it can accumulate." Han Xiaoshu tried clicking the basic cultivation technique again.

The countdown increased by another hour, and the feeling of fullness in his stomach eased even more.

He clicked it four times in a row with his mind, and his stomach finally returned to a normal feeling, without the bloated sensation.

"What the hell is this simulator? Either I starve or I get stuffed. Cultivating is really not easy, but at least this thing is semi-automatic." Han Xiaoshu thought to himself.

Since the simulator can cultivate automatically, I'll try to cultivate myself.

Thinking this, Han Xiaoshu started to circulate his energy along his usual cultivation route. An hour passed quickly.

He checked the interface and found that his spirit energy had increased by another 10 points. Han Xiaoshu's face turned black. He could gain spirit energy from cultivation. Why didn't it give me any in the past five years?

Seeing that the countdown still needed more than four hours, Han Xiaoshu didn't plan to wait.

He thought that he couldn't keep eating like this.

Eating so much every day, even if he could bear the shame, the food hall wouldn't let him off so easily. He needed to find a way to feed himself.

Han Xiaoshu looked up at the ceiling. The first thing he wanted to do in this world was to fill his stomach.

He walked out of the room and slowly made his way to the back mountain forest. They often found many animal nests while chopping wood.

He planned to hunt some game to stock up on food.

After setting up the traps, it was already midnight. He checked the simulator and saw that the countdown still needed three hours, so he decided to go back and sleep, to rest and regain his energy.

The next morning, Han Xiaoshu didn't wake up from his painful heartache.

It was a rare peaceful sleep, and he didn't remember the last time he slept so well.

It seems that his illness had been cured by this weird simulator.

He looked at the gray basic cultivation technique and the accumulated 60 points of spirit energy on the interface.

He clicked them all on the Wood Spirit Vein, and the data changed to (7/100).

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