6: Chapter 6 Newbie Gift Pack: Awaken with a Single Magatama!

"Activate."

Su Chen issued the command in his mind.

On his retina, the holographic treasure chest, gleaming with dazzling golden light, suddenly popped open. No physical objects fell out, only a series of mechanical notification sounds exploded in his mind one after another.

"Ding! Beginner Supreme Gift Pack has been activated."

Congratulations to the host for obtaining: [ System origin points * 100 ] (initial startup capital).

Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Single Tomoe Sharingan Unlock Card * 1.

Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Elementary Armament Haki Unlock Card * 1.

After the golden light dissipated, two cards lay quietly on the red and black System inventory panel. One emitted an eerie dark red glow, while the other revealed a heavy, mysterious black metallic luster. The origin points balance in the top right corner also changed from "0" to "100".

Su Chen stared at the two cards and took a deep breath.

The cold air filled his lungs, forcibly suppressing the churning waves in his heart.

Three days, one million. Jiang Feng's life was still counting down; he had no time to be excited or sentimental.

"System, use [ Single Tomoe Sharingan Unlock Card ]."

"Ding! Command confirmed. Beginning injection of Yin Release Chakra, modifying host's optic nerve and cerebral cortex..."

As soon as the voice fell, the card transformed into countless streams of dark red data and surged into the center of Su Chen's forehead.

"Ugh!"

Su Chen let out a suppressed groan. He clutched his eyes tightly as an incredibly massive, cold, and pure Mental Energy rampaged deep within his optic nerves. His eyeballs felt as if they had been thrown into a furnace to be scorched, and then felt like they were being pierced by ten-thousand-year-old black ice.

The soundproofing in the slum's tube apartments was poor. Su Chen bit down hard on his sleeve, forcing himself to swallow his screams, while the veins on his forehead bulged and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

The inhuman torture lasted for three minutes before receding like a tide.

Su Chen panted heavily, released his hands, and slowly opened his eyes.

The world had changed.

The rental apartment, which was originally dim, cramped, and even blurry due to the aging light bulb, was now shockingly clear in his eyes.

Every speck of dust in the air and the vibration of every strand of spider silk in the corner of the wall were clearly reflected in his vision.

"Buzz, buzz."

Above the trash can, a fly was circling.

Su Chen turned his head, his gaze landing on that fly.

Something astonishing happened.

The fly, whose flight path was originally impossible to capture with the naked eye, seemed to have been put in slow motion in Su Chen's field of vision. The frequency of its wings flapping hundreds of times per second was now slowed down countless times. He could even clearly see the subtle air vortexes created when the fly's wings cut through the air.

"So this is ultimate dynamic vision..."

Su Chen stood up, walked to the sink, and looked up at the cracked mirror.

In the mirror, his originally pitch-black pupils had now turned a hair-raising crimson.

And at the edge of the blood-red pupils, there was a pitch-black tomoe, rotating slowly according to his will as if it were a living creature.

There was no violent surge of Qi and blood.

There was no dazzling leakage of spiritual energy.

Yet, these eyes exuded a terrifying sense of oppression that pierced straight into the depths of the Soul. Simply being watched by these eyes was enough to make a person feel a sense of suffocation, as if a sharp blade were pressed against their throat.

"Red Eye." Su Chen looked at himself in the mirror, the corners of his mouth curling into a mocking sneer, "That broken machine at school couldn't scan the Yin Release Chakra and Mental Energy, so it mistook the Sharingan for a useless mutation with no spiritual energy."

He closed his eyes and cut off the supply of Yin Release Chakra.

When he opened his eyes again, the crimson and the tomoe in his eyes had faded, returning to their normal, clear black and white appearance.

He could control it at will. As long as he didn't activate it himself, no one would be able to discover his secret.

After experiencing the shock brought by the Sharingan, Su Chen reopened the System interface.

His gaze lingered on the last card.

The Sharingan gave him the insight to see through all flaws, but currently, his physical foundation was only that of a High-level Martial Apprentice. If he encountered a real Martial Artist, even if he could see through the opponent's attacks, his body might not be able to keep up with his reactions, let alone break through a Martial Artist's spiritual energy shield.

He needed absolute attack power and defense.

"System, use [ Elementary Armament Haki Unlock Card ]."

"Ding!! Command confirmed. Guiding the host's Soul, will, and Physical Body to resonate..."

It was completely different from the violent stimulation of the Sharingan.

The Awakening of Armament Haki was painless.

The System forcibly instilled new concepts of power into Su Chen's mind: Life Return, Will as Armor.

In this high-martial world, all Martial Artists were desperately absorbing external Spiritual Qi to strengthen their physical bodies and convert it into Qi and blood.

But Haki was different. It didn't use external power; it came entirely from one's own potential, a combination of absolute rationality and violent will.

"Concentrate your will, your unwillingness, your killing intent, all into one point." The System's cold, prompt voice echoed in his ears.

Su Chen closed his eyes.

Images of the past 18 years living in poverty and hunger in the slums emerged in his mind.

Flashes of the overwhelming laughter and ridicule from the entire school's faculty and students on the playground today.

Flashes of Liu Ruyan's condescending face as she tore up the marriage agreement, acting as if she were bestowing charity.

Flashes of the Dean pointing at his nose and calling him a "useless waste."

And... Zhao Kuang stepping on Jiang Feng's chest, that condescending, contemptuous look, and Jiang Feng's miserable state, covered in bandages, life or death unknown.

The extreme fury was forcibly suppressed by Su Chen using inhuman rationality, finally transforming into an indestructible, violent will.

Su Chen suddenly opened his eyes and shouted in a low voice:

"Armament Haki: Hardening!"

The moment the words fell, he raised his right hand.

A shocking change occurred right before his eyes. Starting from his fingertips, his originally flesh-colored skin rapidly transformed and spread, covering itself in a layer of mysterious black with a metallic luster in the blink of an eye!

The mysterious black "armor" adhered tightly to his skin texture, extending all the way to his wrist.

Su Chen clenched his fist.

There was no surge of Qi and blood, but he could clearly feel that his right fist now possessed terrifying density and mass. He waved his arm casually, and the heavy mass even caused the air around his fist to emit a faint buzzing sound.

This was a method of completely transforming intangible will into a tangible entity; it was simply Heaven-Defying!

Su Chen went to the bathroom, his gaze resting on a rusty iron water pipe in the corner. This pipe was made of solid, thick iron, and usually, it would be difficult to flatten it even with a hammer.

Su Chen reached out with his hand coated in the mysterious black Armament Haki and grabbed the iron pipe.

He didn't use a shred of Qi and blood power.

He closed his five fingers.

"Creak—"

The thick, solid iron pipe in Su Chen's palm was easily crushed and twisted, just like a plastic strip heated to a high temperature, and finally crushed into a lump of scrap metal that no longer resembled its original form!

Su Chen released his hand, and the scrap metal fell to the ground with a muffled thud.

He raised his hand to look at it.

After the mysterious black Armament Haki faded, it returned to its original skin tone. There wasn't even the slightest white mark left on his palm or fingertips.

Perfect defense.

Ultimate destruction.

"If I had used Armament Haki on the playground today..." Su Chen looked at the scrap metal on the ground, his voice extremely cold.

It would only take one punch. No, it would only take one finger to pierce directly through Zhao Kuang's so-called S-rank Shining Gold Flame Shield, and even rip out his heart along with it!

The school's machine couldn't detect Armament Haki and mistook it for ordinary "localized skin hardening." This was simply the funniest joke he had ever heard.

Whew...

Su Chen let out a long breath of stale air.

The dual cheats had arrived, but he was not intoxicated by the power.

Elementary Armament Haki could only cover his hands or feet and consumed a lot of physical strength. Although the Single Tomoe Sharingan had strong insight, using it for a long time would also put a lot of mental pressure on his brain.

Most importantly, he needed to personally test what level the limit combat power of this body was at under the support of the dual cheats.

"While testing combat power..."

Su Chen turned around and looked out the window at the dark street washed by the heavy rain.

"Make money."

Jiangnan City's largest money pit, and also the most lawless place—the underground Ghost Market, was in the abandoned air-raid shelter on the outskirts of District D. There were countless unknown Materials brought back from the Star Gate frontline, as well as countless desperate outlaws who would risk their lives for money.

Only there could he earn one million in three days to buy that life-saving ice heart jade marrow pill. And only there could he kill without scruples and harvest origin points.

Su Chen took a large black hoodie from under the bed and put it on.

He pushed the door open, his figure flashed, and like a black phantom, he instantly blended into the boundless night of the slums.