ISSTH Fanfic

As a year passed since the MC arrived in this world, not much has changed.

Regarding cultivation, he was mainly training his mind and body plus his latent talent to build up a foundation. As for the cultivation part itself, it progressed naturally because of his constant energy gathering.

His Dao heart progressed the most, as he was a lazy person in his preview life, but the life of a martial artist (as he focused on his body more than anything) has tempered his mind by a lot.

From the Earth cycle of waking up at 10-11 am to sleeping at 1-2 am with gaming, watching anime and reading manga or novels plus some family or friends time all day, he is now rising and falling asleep with the sun in sync.

From a mother dependent (as his father was only home late in the evenings), he becomes the most favored child of the entire village as he was landing his hand to help the others as long as he received some food or materials as payment.

Of course, nobody really knows what actually happened to his parents.

As for him...

"Why do I have to wear this thing again?" he complained by himself when he was alone.

{Since you won it in your first dungeon, why complaining? It is only increasing the gravity for your body and is not affecting the things you wear, touch or sit on, so it's environment-friendly. It is also only set to 35 times gravity, so you can easily move around no problem.}

"I understand the logic when caring for the heavy staff or doing simple actions, but while cutting wood in the forest to lit up fire too? And you expect me to also carry the wood back to the village while under 35 times gravity?"

{I told you that the more painful the experience, the greater the result.}

"You know that it's not the reason I'm complaining. I'm complaining because it is exhausting me too much too quickly while only training two-thirds of my body muscles."

{That's true, but this training will help you later on when you will wild weapons that you can swing weapons like the sword or a hammer. As for the transportation part, treat it as a perseverance training.}

Well, this is the usual mindless conversation that the two of them are doing every single day because of the boredom. As the Al indeed has all the knowledge in all worlds, he can only send it to Meng Hao as a string of already watched or read data. Meng Hao needs to skip the part of the main activity of "watching" or "reading" the material by himself, so he can't enjoy his free time by doing so. So, they are using this time of bickering to free themselves from their boredom.

Well, today was a little different.

As they returned back to the village, he was forcefully brought to the biggest building in the village. As it was his birthday, he received the task so he can be away for a while.

All the villagers prepared some of the best dishes they could make, and they even invited people from the neighboring villages to express their gratitude and celebrate his birthday.

They would usually do that only if the village chief or a big shot would force them or something, so it was a very big honor for him.

Unknown to all of them, this celebration brought back some memories from the previews Meng Hao of the birthday parties that his clan would organize for him, but also his family in his preview life. As such, when he realized what was happening, he cried his heart out.

The villagers were not really sure what happened for him to cry, so they consoled him for a while until he calmed down.

"I must talk to you all, uncles, aunties, sisters and brothers, young and old alike, as this gathering brought back some memories with my family that I try very hard to not forget. Thank you all." and bowed his head down in a 90° position.

"Don't worry young lad. You are helping us every day, and even if we pay you with food or the daily necessities, they are just material possessions, not our true feelings." said the village chief

"That's right. What the chef said is true." said an aunty about 46 years old.

"That's true... "

After a lot of villagers approved in a way out another what the chef said, they started partying until very late in the night, but Meng has already returned home after the kids went with their mothers back home to sleep.

Like always, after returning to his home, or at least the place that was left by his parents for him to live in, he increased his gravity ring to the maximum gravity that he can support, then while being pressed to the ground, he gathered spiritual energy from the air and make it circulate through every cell of his body, while muttering the incantations from his "Nameless" cultivation technique.

As usual, he could do no more than 36 big circulations and 82 minor ones until he dropped dead on his bead.

Before closing his eyes for sleep, he turned off the gravity ring, giving him a sense of relief.

He didn't turn for the night right away, as after 5 minutes of slow but natural recovery, he cultivated his soul and made the energy to travel freely through all of his meridians to cleanse them and enlarge them to the limits, yet discarding the energy, in the end, to keep his cultivation base as low as possible. But he knew that if he were to start cultivating right now, his progress would be astonishing, but he also knew that while waiting for a little more, he will enter the Golden Core stage directly with his firm body foundation.