100 Years?

"Admon ???? Welcome to the Demon Forest of the Mortal World." When the red-eyed being opened his eyes, he saw that he was facing a window, and after reading the window, he stood up. Although he could easily feel that his whole body was tired, when he looked around he realised that he was in a garden. It was surrounded by walls and there was a house behind it.

"Where am I?" Admon questioned where he was in a strange way and began to see that the window in front of him had changed:

"This is the place that exists to provide you with everything you had in your previous lives. It is the place where all your wishes will be given to you." When Admon read the window in front of him, he thought that those holy beings had granted him the last wish he had wished for, namely "rest".

"I am the Infinite Cultivation System bestowed upon you. My mission is to make you the best you can be, and this magical mansion, chosen as your training ground for this journey, will offer you every opportunity." Each time the window in front of him changed, Admon seemed to learn something new.

Still, it annoyed him that he had to do so much work when he just wanted to relax; after all, his goal was to train when he wanted to, not when someone else forced him to.

On the surface, everything seemed normal, but Admon felt that everything was pure, from the clarity in the air to the earth itself. It might not be such a bad idea to stay here, maybe if this was the last place he would ever stay, everything would be fine.

"Am I supposed to provide my own food supplies?" Admon suddenly asked, and with that the window opposite him changed again:

"Your food and drink will be available in the house behind you and will be unlimited." Reading the window, Admon nodded and then stood up and started to walk around the garden. He noticed the walls protecting the perimeter of the garden. Although the walls were not very strong, they were clearly of very good quality, so he could see that the holy beings had at least provided him with a good training ground.

After checking the walls, he walked towards the house and entered the house. As soon as he entered the house, he felt his whole body relax and his mind cleared up a little bit, even though the stereotypical fatigue remained on him.

"What the hell is this?" Admon suddenly asked, his curiosity already piqued by whatever this thing was.

"This is a beginner's training rune, sir. It exists to protect the health of the body and mind, but it is very healthy." After reading the window in front of him, he tried to decipher what was happening in a confused manner. In the hundreds of thousands of cultivation worlds he had lived in, he had of course come across such spells, but he had never been able to sense them and benefit from them because he had never been able to cultivate in any way before.

As a result, whenever he was born in that kind of world, his body was also damaged.

"So I really have a body that can cultivate? I can cultivate, right?" Admon felt an emotion he had felt for the first time in a long time: Excitement.

"Yes sir, I, who was created for you, will make you as strong as I can, you can be sure."

"Thank you for your explanation, so all I have to do is train?" Admon asked with curiosity, wishing to rest as soon as possible and wanting everything to pass.

"Yes sir, all you have to do is endure my training for the time you are here. After that, the system will release you completely and everything you do will be in your hands." Admon's nerves were incredibly frustrated as he read the words of the one who introduced himself as the system.

Of course, he didn't expect the holy beings to let him go, but he had hoped for once. That was exactly why he knew it would be better to do what he had to do right away. The holy being bastards would definitely not leave him alone.

"Alright. Let's do it then. Train me." Admon replied emotionlessly as he took a deep breath in and let it out, and the instant he did so, he saw a wall of energy lift from behind the walls.

"Then let your long training begin, sir." As Admon read the window opposite him, he realised inwardly that he was going to have a headache for a very long time. He squinted his eyes and asked the question that had suddenly occurred to him:

"May I ask how many days I will be in training?"

Admon stared at the changing window in front of him, lowered his head and stood up, saying "100 years huh?" with a big headache. Then, looking at the wall of energy in the circle that had formed around him, he said, "And what should I do?"

This would be the beginning and end of a very long cultivation and training. Even the sun would hold him tight until he was free.

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Admon did not know how long he had been cultivating. He was sure that keeping time would make him even more depressed, after all, it was not just one year, but a huge number like 100 years. That's why he stopped keeping time and instead continued his cultivation without a care in the world.

Cultivation was even more troublesome than he had expected. He had always questioned how great masters could sit still for months on end, and when he did it himself, his nerves were completely shattered. It was really hard, but he managed to get used to it after a while.

Coming out of the bath, Admon went out into the garden to do the classic thing, that is, to continue his cultivation. Just as he sat down on the ground and was about to start his cultivation, the window that appeared every day appeared in front of him, but this time something was different; Admon was looking at the window quite surprised and questioning whether what he was reading was real or not. What was written in the window was exactly as follows:

"Admon ???? You have reached the end of the 100 years of training given to you by the Infinite Cultivation System. The restrictions imposed on you by the system will be lifted and you will become a free individual."

Admon suddenly stood up and said in a surprised manner, "Hey system! I won't forgive you if you're joking!" he shouted. As he said this, the window in front of him changed once more and this time the window said, "No sir, I'm not kidding, I'm proud to announce that you have completed 100 years."

Admon took deep breaths and let them out in relief. His 100 years of cultivation made him feel as if he had been cultivating for thousands of years. He didn't know what power level he was at because whenever he opened his system profile, the same sign always appeared:

[?]

Admon hated this question mark. Because it was next to his surname, Cultivation-Base and many other things. He asked the system what was the reason for this and got the same answer every time:

"You are getting stronger too slowly."

That's why Admon wanted to ask the system this question one last time:

"System, how strong am I?"