I Can Do Anything?-Chapter 6: You Are Just A Frog Stuck In A Well.

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"Hey, hah, wait up! Hah."

Fatty Wang pants as he struggles to keep up with Xuan Wu.

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After leaving Xuan Wu's abode, the duo made their way to the Mission Pagoda.

"Let me take one more break, okay."

Fatty Wang bends over, putting his hands on his knees, holding his hand out.

Xuan Wu turns around, annoyed.

"This is the third time you've asked to take a break."

Fatty Wang takes a deep breath, using a rag to wipe the sweat from his flushed face.

"You—hah, just wait a couple—hah, minutes." He takes a seat on a nearby bench. "Haah."

Xuan Wu angrily stomps.

"Idiotic fatass, I'll just give him a quick perk."

[Ultimate Cheat System]

[You]

[Others]

[World]

[...]

Xuan Wu quickly presses "Others", then selects Fatty Wang.

[Fatty Wang] [Title: Fattest At Home. Effects: This title was awarded by his clan's ancestor because he was the fattest in the clan, and that intrigued him. +50 kg, +1.25x fat gain, Increased density.]

[Age: 13/80]

[Race: Human]

[Cultivation: Mortal]

[Innate Talent/s: Medium-grade cultivation talent, Fat Toad Body]

[Abilities...]

[Personality: Glutton, Lazy, Respectful...]

"Amazing, Fatty Wang, your profile isn't too bad, better than mine."

[Personality]

[Glutton, Lazy, Respectful...]

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[Energetic, Glutton, Respectful...]

"Consider this a gift from me, fatty."

Suddenly, Fatty Wang stands up.

"Woah, Xuan Wu, I suddenly feel like going for a run, hehe, this must be what they call the ultimate rest!"

He starts running fast, faster than ever before.

A tear falls from his eye as he starts running against the wind, building up speed. The tear leaves his eye just as quickly as it was formed, departing from Fatty Wang.

The anguished cries of Fatty Wang are heard as he mourns the loss of his tear—combined with the energetic push that made him run faster than ever before.

Xuan Wu smiles, watching as Fatty Wang disappears before the sunset.

"I always knew you had it in you, fatty."

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At the Mission Pagoda.

Outer disciples lounge around here, waiting for the right missions to be posted on the wall of missions.

"Typically, cultivators from outside of the sect, or inside jot down information on paper, then send it to the mission department to find a worthy disciple to carry out the mission in exchange for rewards."

"Usually, alchemists, who are seriously rich, will post missions related to gathering herbs. The herbs gathering mission is like the wild meat, while every outer disciple here is like a rabid dog."

"They argue and fight over who gets to take that mission. Well, only if it pays right."

Fatty Wang explains to Xuan Wu. Waving his arms around crazily to showcase how the "Rabid dogs" fight.

Xuan Wu nods.

"So what mission are we on exactly."

Fatty Wang giggles, obviously excited about it.

"It's an initiate mission, the first mission disciples get when they enter the sect. It is always a group mission, we venture outside, letting opportunities come for us, helping us to build a solid foundation to start cultivating."

He closes his eyes and lifts up his finger, explaining further.

"A flower in a greenhouse can barely last outside, it breaks easily under the sound of a thunderbolt."

He finishes explaining, taking a deep breath.

"Understand?"

Xuan Wu nods.

"Kind of useless for me though. I can easily give myself a never-before-seen foundation using the system. But hey, if I want to see how far I can get without using cheats, so be it."

Xuan Wu makes up his mind.

"Let's meet the other 2 people, come."

Outside, the sect grounds are abuzz with outer disciples, the Mission Pagoda is located in one of the most populated areas of the sect.

Two disciples in light green robes—the standard uniform for outer disciples pass by the Mission Pagoda.

"Hey, Brother Guolu Ren, you've heard of the inner sect competitions right? I hear elder brother Wang Cheng contracted a rare illness and won't be able to participate, that's a big blow for the White Tiger Foundation..."

"I did hear, and apparently senior sister Zhen Shun challenged elder brother Xian Li to a life and death battle because of a simple rumour! It seems she really loves elder brother Wang Cheng!"

Xuan Wu looks in the direction the two disciples passed by.

"What's this about an inner sect competition."

Fatty Wang jiggles, turning to Xuan Wu.

"Eh? Those are matters for another time, hey, look! They've arrived."

Both clad in light green robes, with the sects emblem on the back, a rotating whirlwind.

The one on the left is Zi Rougang.

Meanwhile, the one on the right is Zuo Lingxin.

They both greet Fatty Wang and Xuan Wu.

"Greetings, senior brother Fatty and junior brother Xuan"

Fatty Wang nods.

"We're ready to depart. Check if you all have bug spray, bug repellent, spare underwear..."

After checking for supplies, the group of four depart, looking for opportunities, and building their foundation.

[Zi Rougang] [Title: None]

[...]

[Zuo Lingxin] [Title: Grandfather's Pink Hex]

Xuan Wu pauses.

He was just checking their profiles out of curiosity, but one of them actually has a title? And it sounds pretty powerful?

Xuan Wu stretches his finger, still walking with the group, and expands the title to view the meaning.

[Title: Grandfather's Pink Hex. Effects: In her past life, Zuo Lingxin was a pink hex cultivated by a crazy grandfather, his favourite one so he especially put effort into growing her. Sadly, the grandfather sacrificed his life in order to propel his favourite pink hex into the cycle of reincarnation. +300x Curse Cultivation aptitude, +1.5x bad karma, +2x bad luck, Wrath Of Yama (-3x luck, -50x providence, +13% chance of angering the heavens), +200x curse technique power + aptitude.]

Yet again, Xuan Wu's jaw drops from looking at someone's title.

"She is literally the epitome of bad luck! Something is definitely going to go wrong during this mission!"

For a split second, Xuan Wu gets an idea.

"Wait, can't I just remove this title? That would save us the hassle of dealing with bad luck, as they say, if a jinx travels with you, consider yourself unlucky."

The group reaches the exit of the sect before Xuan Wu can change her title.

Fatty Wang perks up. "Alright guys, remember to be careful, and stick together at all times!'

"Yes, fatty", they all they in unison

Continuing on their walk, now outside of the sect, Xuan Wu configures her title.

[Title: Grandfather's Favourite Pink Hex]

[Would you like to remove this title from 'Zuo Lingxin'?]

"Hehe, yes please." Xuan Wu thanks the heavens he checked the profiles of the two disciples.

[WARNING!]

The sudden warning message, along with a loud horn, makes Xuan Wu slip and fall.

Fatty Wang eyes Xuan Wu suspiciously.

"How can you call yourself a cultivator if you fall over your own leg."

"PFFT!" Zi Rougang holds back a laugh.

Zuo Lingxin lets out a giggle. "What's wrong with you, junior brother?"

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Cold.

A cold sweat drips down Xuan Wu's pale face.

He lies on the ground, not even trying to get up, his eyes are wide open, pupils trembling as he stares at the system panel.

Suddenly, the birds chirping, the three group members bickering, the bugs chittering, even the sound of grass swaying, all fades into the distance, while a freezing cold darkness surrounds Xuan Wu.

His breath doesn't even come, it's like he forgot how to breathe.

He feels his consciousness slipping, the information he had just received was too much for a mortal.

The ominous darkness surrounding him threatens to consume him, like a plague making its way through a human settlement.

It's tendrils grab onto his arms, to his legs, but still, he doesn't move an inch, eyes focused on the system panel.

Even with a cheat system, he feels bare, like he can't even do anything.

It's like, if he just moved an inch—a single inch, he'd do something even the Buddhas would regret.

Huff...

Huff...

His breath starts coming back, but the pace starts getting faster.

Huff...

Huff...

"...Xu...F...I...?"

He hears a voice, but dismisses it as an inner demon.

One choice. This once choice could potentially shift the direction this world is moving in, it could disrupt fate itself, it could anger the immortals themselves, the one who guide destiny and all things, just one choice is all it will take!

Huff...

Huff...

It was never a "yes or no" question, it was more of a "Destroy this world or Keep it?"

In a short burst of self awareness, Xuan Wu's finger thrusts towards the system panel, like he just forgot everything the world had to offer him.

He sees everything flash before his eyes, immortals creating this world—continents being formed—humanity emerging—the first cultivation technique—the rise and fall of civilisations—he sees it all in one flash.

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