First Gold, Wolverine

“Old man, didn’t you say there was no rice at home? What’s this?”

“Borrowed some from a neighbor. That’s how life goes, isn’t it? Today I borrow from you to get through a rough patch, and tomorrow you borrow from me?”

The old man was skin and bones from malnutrition, yet the smile on his face remained as optimistic and cheerful as ever.

You raised one hand and casually activated "Endless White Porridge."

A ceramic bowl materialized out of thin air, and from the bottom of the bowl, thick, sticky white porridge slowly began to rise.

The old man’s eyes bulged in shock.

“Th-this… how is this possible?”

“Old man, I am a cultivator.”

“Oh, right, right! This must be one of those immortal arts you cultivation folks use!”

“Please, eat.”

“I, I just ate, I’m not hungry… you have it yourself.”

You grabbed the old man’s calloused hand and placed the bowl of porridge into it.

“Eat. I have plenty more.”

You conjured another bowl.

You noticed that between summoning two bowls of porridge, you had to wait a few seconds before you could generate another one.

Though the cooldown was short, it was clear that using this trait to instantly create an ocean of white porridge and drown an enemy was out of the question.

After the old man drank your porridge, his complexion visibly improved.

“As expected of something made with immortal arts! This porridge tastes completely different from ordinary white porridge!”

You drank a bowl as well.

Once the porridge entered your stomach, you could feel it transform into abundant energy, surging rapidly into every limb and joint.

At the same time, the wounds on your body began to itch, as if the healing process had accelerated.

You hadn’t felt the effects so strongly the last time you drank it, probably because your physical condition had been better then, so the porridge’s benefits hadn’t been as noticeable.

Back in reality, Chen Yi also had a bowl.

After drinking it, his sensation wasn’t very pronounced either.

But he could indeed perceive a certain spirituality within it.

“It’s not just plain porridge; there’s a bit of a boost.”

After all, it was a Prismatic Mythic trait, so its effects were fairly versatile.

The father and daughter, who hadn’t had a full meal in a long time, finally drank their fill of porridge today.

Happy smiles spread across their faces.

Looking at the stack of bowls piled on the table, the young woman said somewhat sheepishly,

“Immortal, do you still need these bowls?”

“Don’t call me Immortal. My name is Chen Yi. If you want the bowls, take them—I have plenty more.”

“These bowls are really exquisite. Maybe I can sell them at the market for some money to buy you medicine for your injuries.”

“My injuries will heal on their own. If you can exchange them for money, keep it for yourselves, consider it my thanks.”

“We wouldn’t dare!”

While the father and daughter were drinking porridge, you had asked them some questions.

This place was called Liu Family Village, a human settlement.

The old man’s name was Liu Tian, and his daughter was Liu Ying.

You took a stroll around the village.

You realized this was the village you had seen earlier from the slope, sitting beside a large river.

After you fell into the water, you hadn’t drifted far before Liu Ying, who was washing clothes by the riverbank, spotted you. She jumped into the water and dragged you to shore.

“Don’t tell anyone about my ability to create white porridge for now. I’ve noticed this village is very poor, and everyone is struggling to get enough to eat. Until my injuries heal, I don’t want this to attract unwanted attention and bring trouble to you.”

Liu Tian and Liu Ying nodded repeatedly in agreement.

When the topic turned to the village’s poverty, Liu Tian couldn’t help but sigh.

“The grain we grow in the fields is all taken by the church. They only leave us chaff and scraps, so naturally, everyone in the village is starving. People often die of hunger, sigh…”

“The church? What’s that? Shouldn’t it be the imperial court collecting taxes?”

“The imperial court? What’s that?”

The political system in this place didn’t seem to match the human world.

Liu Tian told you that the church he referred to was the Winged God Church, the ruling power of Fortune Star.

The leader of the Winged God Church was the Star Lord of Fortune Star.

“You know this is a planet?”

“Immortal Chen, you jest. Everyone knows that.”

“And beyond the planet is… space?”

“Of course.”

Actually, back in the fourth simulation, you had caught a glimpse of the real world through a spatial rift opened by Ji Wuqing.

Unlike the virtual world of planes, the real world was a vast universe!

It contained galaxies, nebulas, stars, planets, and other celestial bodies.

It was just like the Earth world from your previous life.

What surprised you was that such impoverished people still possessed basic astronomical knowledge.

Liu Tian explained that the Winged God Church had mentioned these things while spreading their doctrine, which was how even uneducated villagers came to know.

“Uncle Liu, do you know what ‘Third-Class Star’ means?”

The Old Hag who had robbed you had mentioned that term.

You suspected it might have something to do with the lack of spiritual energy on Fortune Star.

Unfortunately, that was beyond Liu Tian’s knowledge.

Year Seven. Age thirty-one.

Drawing a trait…

Successfully drawn!

「Wolverine」(Gold Legendary):

Eternity is a curse.

Brave one, you have obtained the ultimate regenerative ability. So powerful that your cells cannot age, preserving your youthful appearance forever and keeping all bodily functions in peak condition indefinitely.

Additionally, you can control the bones in your body, shaping them into weapons. As long as you can endure the pain of breaking them, they’ll heal anyway.

The regeneration ability cannot save you from fatal injuries (such as being blown to mist, or having only bones left with no flesh) or cases that might split you into two entities (such as being cut in half or decapitated). It also cannot heal soul damage.

Would you like to adjust your traits?

[Yes] / [No]

“Another timely arrival, just when I needed it. The rules of the real world are too strict, even a Martial God would get injured up there. With this trait, I can play the turtle strategy again!”

Though there were still fatal risks, the physical durability of the Qi Transformation Stage wasn’t something to scoff at; sustaining that level of injury wouldn’t be easy.

This trait’s side effect rendered the need for an “ageless pretty boy” completely obsolete.

From now on, in the simulations, Chen Yi would remain forever in the prime of youth.

You selected [Yes].

You replaced 「Serious Punch」 with 「Wolverine」.

Meta changes with every update, but “Serious Punch” had always been a staple.

Now, with limited equipment slots, Chen Yi decided to temporarily swap out “Serious Punch.”

This trait, which only boosted regular attacks, was of little use for now.

Against weaklings, it was negligible.

Against strong opponents, landing a regular attack in the real world was extremely difficult.

Because everyone’s speed and power were suppressed by the real world’s more rigid laws, lower than their current cultivation level might suggest.

It was hard to pull off what you could in the human world, where bursting with speed felt like teleporting, allowing easy close-range strikes.

Just like with the Old Hag earlier—after fighting for so long, you couldn’t even land a hit on her coat.

Later, when my strength is greater and I can go toe-to-toe with a powerhouse like the Old Hag, engaging in close combat, then it won’t be too late to swap in this legendary green keyword.