Mystical Journey
chapter-20

"The physical test results are out . The results detail resilience, resistance and physical tenacity . Strength decides explosive power, physical strength, and body shape . When intelligence goes up, it becomes much easier to learn . Now, all that’s left is agility . "

He focused on the Agility icon .

Soon, it jumped to 0 . 33 from 0 . 23 .

Within the instant during which the number changed, Garen felt his body turn lighter . His sight turned dim, and his brain was blank as if many things had been moved out of his body .

He felt like he had taken off a heavy iron suit . His body became incredibly light, and he felt like he could jump onto the roof with just a single stomp on the floor .

"From what I have concluded, the different attributes of ordinary people should only be around 0 . 3 . Originally, my speed was lower than the others, and that’s why I ran very slowly . These numbers are hard to measure though . It would have been better if all these numbers could be converted with a normal human’s abilities as 1 instead . "

As soon as this thought crossed his mind, the numbers in his sight began to gradually change .

After more than 10 seconds, the numbers had completely changed .

Strength: 1 . 77; Agility: 1 . 10; Vitality: 1 . 03; Intelligence: 1 . 20; Potential: 80% .

"So the display will change according to the desires I have in my mind . I guess my strength should be over one and a half times the strength of ordinary people . No wonder I could break a thick glass plane and pass the 200-pound sand bag challenge so easily . "

He turned off the light and opened the window for some fresh air, after which he took off his clothes and lay on his bed . With his entire body filled with the feeling of lightness, he eventually stopped thinking and, very soon, he fell asleep .

He didn’t know how much time had passed since he fell asleep . When he woke up and opened his eyes, he suddenly heard the door of his room being opened; a short figure slid in and stood beside the door, quietly looking at him . It was Ying Er .

She was wearing the school uniform, which had a short skirt . On her slim waist was a silver zipper . The skirt was only enough to cover her thighs, and her black pantyhose was obvious .

"Brother, in fact… In fact… I…"

Garen drowsily got up .

"Ying Er? What are you doing here so late?" He looked at his sister on the bedside . Under the moonlight, he felt that his sister seemed to be more beautiful and purer . When she unconsciously grabbed her short skirt with her head low, all he could see was the pink on her face .

"Brother… You… don’t get close to other girls… Can you do that?" Ying Er’s voice was as small as an ant .

"Are you talking about Ai FeI? We’re just friends . " Garen thought about the night when he walked Ai Fei back . With the suspicion in Ai Fei’s eyes while she looked at him, he knew what she meant .

It looked like Ai Fei suspected that Garen liked her, and that that was why he always protected her . Because of that, she didn’t allow him to send her home . It wasn’t simply not letting others know her home address; it was also turning down his pursuit .

"I’ve just been turned down . Now, my sister is expressing her love to me? Ying Er… Only you are so naive to think that your brother is the best . You think all girls will like me, like I will be snatched away from you at any second . Well, not every girl thinks so . " Garen felt bitter in his heart .

"So is it that woman who keeps on pestering you? Annoying…!" Ying Er curled her hand into a fist . "As long as you promise me you will never talk to that Ai Fei anymore, I will… I will stop beating you up . "

Garen twitched his mouth and didn’t say anything . He felt the words "stop beating you up" were so weird when they came out of his sister’s mouth .

Ying Er didn’t get any response . She lowered her head a little bit more, thinking that Garen was refusing .

"As long as you promise… Then I will… I can… I will let you…"

She stepped ahead, took his hand, and slowly pulled it beneath her skirt .

Garen was frozen in place . From his right hand, he felt a warm and moist feeling that engulfed his entire body . His blood began to boil and, with his body's rising temperature, a thirst overwhelmed him . His private part was as hard as an iron stick, causing him to feel a bit of pain .

Finally, he couldn’t hold it!

"Ying Er!" He finally couldn’t help it anymore . He suddenly sat up and grabbed his sister’s waist with his other hand .

"Bang!"

"Ouch…"

Garen opened his eyes .

"Which ceiling is this…" He looked confused . He reached out his left hand and found his fingernails were bloody . "No… It should be a familiar ceiling, the new me is just still not used to it yet…"

"So it was a dream… I was wondering how Ying Er’s personality changed so much . She actually came to me late after midnight . " He looked at the ceiling, a red background with black lattices . He felt so lazy that he didn’t want to move, and he was also a bit disappointed .

While the cold wind blew into the room through the windows, his bed felt warm and cozy . Inside and outside were two seemingly different worlds .

"I guess I have been infected by this world… In this world, relatives further than three generations could be married . Let alone Ying Er, my sister who is not actually my real sister . It is quite normal that I imagine something about her . "

He slowly took away the quilt and looked at the nightstand . On the edge of the table was a scratch; it must have been his nails that made it .

He got up from the bed, grabbed his clothes, and put them on . He added a cotton underclothes under his shirt; it appeared a formal suit of long pants and black coat .

"Mom, there is a hole in my clothes . What should I do?" There came his sister’s voice from the living room .

"Take it to Mark the tailor . Your brother’s clothes were ripped yesterday . Get them done together . " The voice of his mother, Vania, sounded .

"’Nia, hurry . We have to go . The company car is about to arrive," his father urged . "Where is my tie? My red one!"

"In the closet . "

"It isn’t there . "

"Then use the black one!"

"Fine, so be it . Move faster!"

"Ying Er, please come and help me with the zipper on my back . It’s jammed!"

"Okay, mother . "

Garen opened the bedroom door and stood beside it .

In the living room, his father, Eisen, was busy with his tie, and his mother was putting on a long dress with his sister’s help .

"Are you up, Garen? Our breakfast is bread, milk and an egg for each of us . If it’s not warm enough, put it into the oven for a few seconds . We’re leaving now, we’re going to be late . " His mother zipped the dress and tidied it up . She rushed out through the door with her bag in hand .

"Hurry and eat, then go to school . I’m off!" Eisen left too .

Bang .

The door was closed .

His sister took a breath out and turned around to look at Garen .

"Hurry up and go wash yourself . We’ve got a bus to catch after breakfast . It is almost seven!"

"Okay . " Garen walked to the washroom . He twisted the faucet and splashed some cold water on his face .

The water made his skin tense up . He didn’t feel sleepy at all anymore .

"Today is the day of my competition . Promise me that you will come and see me," Ying Er shouted from outside the washroom as she dressed up . "If you dare go watch the girls’ swimming game like you did last time, I’ll make you beg for mercy!" She raised her fist and shook it .

"Alright, alright…" Garen helplessly shook his head . He had been living for dozens of years, so how would he be controlled by the emotions of a young boy? The dream must have been a reflection of a memory from his past .

Hmm, it must be .

Facing the mirror, he tried to convince himself .

In that mirror, there was a young man who had dark purple hair and red eyes . His skin was pale and exquisite . There was nothing like a pimple on him . He was also emitting a natural sense of confidence and vigor .

"Come on, stop it . Let me use it!"

Ying Er brushed up close to him from his right . She moved her head so that both she and Garen could use the mirror at the same time . She cautiously tidied her hair before looking at Garen’s face . All of a sudden, a blush appeared on her face .

"That face in the old days was a lot safer…" she murmured .

"What did you say?" Garen didn’t hear what she said .

"Nothing, hurry up . "

It was still the same life: catching a bus, attending a class, and eating . There would be a competition in the afternoon, so the classes were cut short .

Garen followed the students in the school to the outdoor shooting field .

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Students from different classes gathered together and formed groups one after another . Some of them even raised their hands holding wooden sticks with banners saying "XXX Go For It" . Some of them actually started yelling like a cheer squad .

The shooting field had two parts: the arrow targets and the shooting fence . The participants needed to shoot from the fence while aiming at the target on the other side . Their scores depended on the rings they would shoot .

Garen found a place on the left to watch the competition . There were some students and teachers around .

The sunlight seemed pale, and the temperature wasn’t too high .

Garen waited for a while . After three groups of people, it was finally Ying Er’s turn .

She was wearing a clean white shooting robe with a black pant-skirt . It looked like an ancient Chinese dress with black and white colors . She was wearing a pair of yellow gloves and, with one hand, she held a brown wooden bow which was over a meter long .

She slowly walked to the other two players; both of them were standing still on three shooting spots . They put on a brown leather chest plate, which covered half of their chest .

"Here comes Ying Er from Class 6 Grade 1, Ilya from Class 7 Grade 1, and David Jones from Class 8 Grade 1 . Ying Er from Class 6 is an outstanding player in the Department of Archery . Yi Li Ya has won a medal in a competition in the city . David Jones has just began competing, so it must be quite a challenge for him this time…"

While holding a speaker, a teacher was loudly commentating .

"Elizabeth from Class 7 Grade 3 has shot five tens . A peak record like that is nearly impossible for others to break . Now, let’s see whether Ying Er or the next up Su Man can break the record . "

Standing from afar, Garen looked at his sister, and Ying Er also looked back at him . He hurriedly smiled and waved his hand .

Ying Er felt calm . As the preparation sounded, she slowly raised and drew her bow .