After a sad start, I was hit by the system

Han Lei clearly felt the weight of the system on him.

I want to cry without tears.

In this world, only the status of a warrior is a symbol of status. He can receive a handsome salary every month, and even a stronger warrior can live in a mansion, eat and drink comfortably, and be admired by thousands of people.

but now.

Because of his own weird ideas, these honors that originally belonged to him have all run counter to each other.

"System, can you give me another chance?"

He is still not giving up on the consulting system.

He is not a warrior, but possesses the power of a first-rank warrior, which is nothing but an appearance. In the eyes of outsiders, he is still an ordinary person with mediocre talent.

"Fantasy is established and cannot be modified!"

the system explained.

"Then can I still become a warrior in the future?"

Han Lei hurriedly asked, water flows to low places and people go to high places, this is related to whether he can live a life of a master in the future, and there is no room for sloppy.

"The host can check whether it meets the warrior level through its own strength value!"

"Then how to test?"

Han Lei hurriedly asked.

But in the next second, he saw a virtual data panel appearing in front of him.

Data by: Han Lei
Identity: System Holder (unawakened state)
Strength value: 100
Strength Test: Rank [-] Warrior

Note: The above strength test only corresponds to the category of the planet where the host is located.

Han Lei understands that although his own talent limits him from becoming a warrior, now that he has a system, he can sign up for the superimposed strength of fantasy, and then through this data, he can clearly understand his own strength.

"System, the unawakened state in the identity column refers to..."

Han Lei suddenly noticed this strange phenomenon and asked curiously.

Unexpectedly, the system gave six words: "The host's authority is not enough!"

Han Lei curled his lips in disdain, saying it was nothing.

Soon, the sun sets.

After the last student left, he put the books back on the bookshelf in order, closed the library, left Shenwu Academy, and returned to his two-bedroom home.

Although he has the strength of a first-rank warrior, he just can't be happy.

It's like passing by the tens of millions of dollars.

Being impoverished, he reluctantly took out the only piece of pork and animal meat left from the refrigerator, cut it into shreds, and then fried it in a pan with oil. Soon, a plate of shredded pork with green peppers was served on the table.

In this era full of crises, even ordinary people have to eat giant beast meat to strengthen their physique.

Peaceful night.

Get up and take a shower, the leftover shredded pork with green peppers from last night’s meal is warmed up, and with energy steamed buns, it’s ready to eat.

Just when Han Lei opened the door and was about to go out, he saw a federal officer in uniform standing at the door, and he was slightly taken aback.

"Are you Han Lei?"

The federal officer's tone was neither salty nor weak.

Han Lei nodded.

"I belong to the Federal Real Estate Association, because you are not a warrior, so, according to the regulations, this property allocated under your parents' name will be taken back!"

A trace of helplessness flashed in Han Lei's eyes when he heard the words, which is why he wanted to become a warrior so much. In the past, his parents were warriors, so they had a house to live in and a monthly allowance, but now. .He was about to be evicted, to live on the street or to go to a civilian area where the federal government resettled ordinary people.

"Can you give me a day, I have to rush to work now, and come back to pack things at night?"

"can!"

After sending this one off, Han Lei hurried to the library, "System, I'm going to check in for the second day!"

He just asked for a day just to complete the fantasy of signing in, hoping to be promoted to a warrior this time, so that the house will not be taken back.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and opening a first-level fantasy space."

Han Lei glanced at the countdown timer and the progress bar, and took a deep breath.

"This time I must succeed!"

After secretly swearing, he closed his eyes and fantasized infinitely.

It's a pity to let him down.

No matter how much he fantasized about becoming a martial artist, the progress bar was slow, and it took 8 minutes to barely reach 50.00%.

"Or not!"

Han Lei smiled bitterly, with a very disappointed expression.

There is no other way, I can only continue to fantasize about adding a hundred catties of strength.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for making his fantasy come true and gaining the blessing of a hundred catties of strength!"

Two hundred catties of strength!
The disheartened Han Lei, like a walking corpse without a soul, went to the bathroom to pick up the mop and cleaned the library over and over again.

Nine o'clock.

Curator Li stepped into the library and saw Han Lei mopping the floor with a satisfied expression on his face. He nodded slightly. He originally thought that failing the martial artist examination would bring him some negative emotions, such as a bad temper. Not willing to work etc.

But I didn't expect it to be like this.

"Xiao Han, other people who failed the talent assessment, either cried bitterly, or were passive and sabotage, or they were looking for life."

"On the contrary, you surprised me. You don't cry or make trouble, you work hard, and you don't see the slightest sign of being sad because of the talent of the warrior."

The corners of Han Lei's mouth twitched a few times when he heard it. Curator, are you comforting someone? You are obviously exposing someone's scars. Although he is in a bad mood, he still has to show people a smile, showing two rows of big white teeth, and explained: "Curator, I am turning grief and anger into strength!"

"That's right, be calm and positive when things happen, young man, work hard, I'm optimistic about you!"

Director Li patted Han Lei on the shoulder as he spoke, and after giving him some encouragement, he turned around and walked upstairs, but Han Lei stopped him before taking two steps, and stammered, "Director, that , can I ask you a little favor?"

Then, Han Lei told about the fact that the Federal Real Estate Association came to collect the house in the morning, and hoped that Director Li would allow him to stay in the library's warehouse for a while.

Director Li agreed without saying a word, which made him very happy.

In this way, three days passed in a blink of an eye.

When signing in for the third day, Han Lei intentionally fantasized about two hundred pounds of strength, and unexpectedly succeeded.

The fourth time I increased the strength to [-] jin, it failed.

The fifth time I increased the strength to 250 catties, it still failed.

Through two experiments, Han Lei found that the standard for increasing the strength of the first-level fantasy space bronze level should not exceed [-] catties.

A new day has come.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for making his fantasy come true and gaining the blessing of two hundred catties of strength!"

Han Lei smiled slightly, and combined with the strength of [-] catties a few days ago, a total of [-] catties, he called up the strength data, and the column of strength test above clearly stated a first-rank warrior!
Who would have imagined that he, in the body of an ordinary person, could compete with a first-rank warrior in strength. When he clenched his fist hard, the blood in his body boiled, and he had the urge to kill nine cows with one punch.

And at this moment, the originally quiet library became noisy.

"Ning Fei, I advise you to be more sensible, and take the initiative to hand over the experience quota, otherwise... the hospital ward is your home, hehe!"