Chapter 4: No diff
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(3rd Pov:)
"Okay, let's do this." Modu decided to lie down on the bed for precaution reasons, who knows if the memory injection would hurt.
"initiate the transfer." he said.
[Initiating memory injection...]
After Modu heard the system mechanical voice, 17 years worth of memories where surfacing in his mind, like a movie. it didn't hurt like Modu thought it was more like remembering somethig that you did some time ago.
And thanks to the Flow passive effects the transition finished quickly. and Modu understood his new identity.
He's the middle child of a happy African family of 5, his father is a normal office worker that does the normal 8 hour and 5 days shift, the mother is a normal house wife that likes to watch korean drama in her free time, and her cooking is delicius!
He has two brothers one of 12 years old and the other is 28 and married to a beatiful wife. The father, mother and lil brother trio live in City C and his big brother lives there too but in his own house with his wife and five years old daughter.
So Modu currently lives alone at this apartment in this city near his school.
"I have a normal family, and i'm a uncle, what a new experience." Said Modu to himself, partialy relieved that he lives alone and can do what he wants and partially eager to know this family, getting up from the bed his gaze suddently became focused.
"Okay it's time to grind, i already know that today it's saturday so i have 2 days to prepare my body and acquire knowledge." he said with seriousness, while sincronizing the memories he noticed that this world is like a webtoon. Full of gangs and fights, the schools are full of kids that are nearly super human and fodder here easily clapp a professional fighter of his previous world.
(1st Pov:)
luckily while my body was in auto pilot it just studied and didn't make truble anywere.
I already knew that it's ten o'clock thanks at my earlier Flow State, so i immediately walked towards the door and opened it seing the hallway, my gase rested on the bathroom and I went to do my physical and health needs.
30 minutes later i left the bathroom, got dressed, then took the keys and glasses to mask my handsomnes and left the house to buy training tools since I didn't have anything at home.
leaving the apartment I found myself in the corridor of the condominium where I met my neighbor, Mrs. Giuly, an elderly lady. "Oh, Modu how are you? did you see what a beatiful day today is?" she saluted me with cheerfulness not befitting for her age. What a sweet lady.
"I'm feeling amazing thank you, inded today it's really a beatiful day." i responded with the smile you give eldery people to not look gang affiliated.
"True!, i see that you're headed somewere so i will not interupt your journey." She said.
"Yes i'm indeed going somewhere, but say hello to Mr John for me," He's the Husband of Mrs Giuly.
"Okay! come to our house for a tea some times" She said happily. and entered her house
"I will" i said while going down the stairs.
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I'm walking among the people heading towards the training equipment shop which is directly next to the gym, and as I walk I took the opportunity to admire the city. Passing by a park i see people going with their daily lives, others with their dogs, and i think that i saw a couple going in a love hotel down the road..
While scrolling the streets deciding to take a longer road i met some young thugs while they were smoking in an alley, but I paid them no attention and continued on my way.
"Hey you!" hahh what a pain in the ass, anyway i needed some puncing bag for training.
"Hm?" i asked at the dude who called me, he was the average thug looking dude, brown messy hair, cigar in the mouth and with a hand on the pocket.
"Dude lend me 20 Cors i'm gonna pay you back another time." He asked with a tone that was more an order, what a funny guy thinking that he could order me around.
{Cors are the currency of the country of Uzan. 1 Cor = 1 Dollar or 1 Euros}
"I'm not gonna give you money, i don't even know you." He got irritated by my response and came in front of me face to face, altrougth he is shorter hehe.
"I'm not asking. Give me your wallet." He stated. And the other five goons burst into laughter. I was amused, what and arrogant fodder.
"What? the cat took your tongue?" he mocked. This nigga remind me of Luca, yeah i should smash his face.
[3%] hm? It must be his resting power.
"ASSHOLE IM TALK-"
*BOOM*
Before he could finish his phrase i gripped firmly his collar and with a burst of strength thanks to an half assed breathing method i flipped him and smashed his head on the ground. He passed out on impact.
Who thought it was this easy, the laws of this verse are really bizarre. He didn't become blood gore but only passed out, fuck the concrete was the one that got hurt.
"W-What...H-He picked him w-whole" a fodder said with shock and fear.
"Bastard! Guys let's jump him!" Another goon recuperated slightly faster that the others and yelled, and with his yell the others woke up and rushed towards me. I'm sure this dude has watched Jujutsu Kaisen.
The thugs took out of nowhere weapon like daggers and cubs, i should also look if there's some works of my previous life, if not imma copy and paste hehe.
"Hmm" i stroked my imaginary beard, like a sage monk and inserted my left hand in my pockets while subconsciously dodging their attacks, now that I'm thinking about it i should train my body like that monk Gongseob Ji, he created the tecnique iron boxing that Zack learned, but i will make a better version of it to not be vulnerable to grappling.
"DAMN STOP MOVING!"
And boxing is cool not gonna lie, Kyokushin karate is not falling behind either, and aikido is just cool as fuck throwing your opponents around.
"HOW IS HE SO FAST!?"
YEAH! there's taekwondo too! that spinning kick that James and Daniel always do, yeah i need to learn that. Absolutely.
"Okay i decided!" I appeared behind the thugs and exclaimed.
"I will learn all techniques and make a complete fighting style!" I declared with conviction.
[5%...6%] Oh I've become stronger, i feel more light and strong indeed. I turn toward the fodders and see that they are... Running Away? Wtf???
"Naah nigga! I'm not doing this shit! You guys fight him!" A black fodder said.
"Fuck no! I'm not fighting that crazy guy, im out!" Said a domenican one.
"Exactly, he seems like one of those monsters, how were they called? Yes, generation of Circles!" One commented, oh.. circles? Interesting, maybe there's a King too in this city?
But damn these fodders are more smart that i though, i should not confuse this reality to manhwas.
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Hello let me give you a simple comparisons of strength.
Zack lee at the first chapters complessive power of [7%]
Current Zack (workers 1st affiliate.)
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Name: Zack
Age: 18
Strength: 90% [Path to Mastery]
Speed: 110% [Mastery]
Defense: 100% [Path to Mastery]
Vitality: 83% [Path to Mastery]
Complessive: 96%
{Abilities}
• Conviction
{Constitution}
• Iron Body
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Note that this is just my evaluation, you can perfectly debate, i wanna hear your opinions!!
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End of the Chapter.
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