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Awakened Talent: 10,000 Exp Converter!

Target Audience: This book is for those who had enough of MCs getting bullied and those who enjoyed progression. I'll now apologize if I miss something and MC didn't act according to your likings, I'll adjust and improve so let's get addicted to it! SSS rank talent? I can get 10,000 xp multiplier and convert them to upgrade my skills? Proficiency? Item Quality? Top ranker? Beat them up! Arrogant villains? Slap them to death! My Little Sister getting bullied in school? Destroy the school! In my eyes, you are just experience points to farm! Let's farm experience points! #Progression #Invincible Progtagonist

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Entering the Origin World!

 

[Vincent Magnus]

Rank: Tier 1 - 1★ (20/100,000 Exp!)

Origin Power: 2300/2300 (mana)

Force: 2 (Overall Physical Output Damage and Defense)

Speed: 2 (Overall affects agility and reaction speed)

Mental: 2.5 (Overall affects mental and spiritual characteristics)

(1 is the average value of a normal person)

Skills:

● Basic Offensive and Defensive Martial Technique (Proficiency: Adept)

● Basic Meditation Method (Proficiency: Adept)

Talents:

● C-Rank: Origin Power Enhancement

● SSS-Rank: 10,000x Exp Converter

"I've broken through?!"

Vincent was dumbfounded. He had just awakened his talent yesterday, learned a basic meditation method, and accidentally killed a mosquito. Now he had broken through to Tier 1 - one star!

"I thought cultivation was supposed to be difficult," he mused. 

"Didn't I just sleep and unconsciously slap a mosquito? My talent is truly extraordinary. While others are probably risking their lives in the Origin World to gather resources and cultivate their rank, I might be the only one who can breakthrough by sleeping and casually slapping a mosquito to death."

He shook his head, wondering about his future. With his increased power, his initial plans surfaced in his mind.

Before transmigrating into this body, its previous owner had been a hard-working youth who matured early. He had died from exhaustion, training relentlessly every day and cramming at night in his desire to become an Origin Warrior and find their missing parents.

Although Vincent admired the previous owner's dedication, he understood the importance of a healthy diet and proper sleep. No one could grind mindlessly and expect to be fine indefinitely.

Now that he was living in this body with limitless potential, he felt obligated to find the whereabouts of his and Marina's parents.

"I'm thinking too far ahead," he realized. "I've just started my path as an Origin Warrior. I still have a long way to go."

With a clear mind, he began to observe the changes brought by his breakthrough. His personal attributes data showed his strength had doubled.

He also examined his Origin Core, which seemed oddly familiar. The Origin Core was the foundation of Origin Warriors, serving as a container for Origin Power. Initially, upon awakening at Tier 0, origin power had roamed throughout his body. Now, it was all contained within his Origin Core.

However, something puzzled him. 

"Isn't the Origin Core supposed to be gray?" he wondered. 

His was black in color.

Suddenly, he remembered the reason for his transmigration into this world three weeks ago. 

"Isn't this the same marble that brought me here?"

Lost in thought, he couldn't determine if it was indeed the same marble or just an anomaly in his Origin Core. Shrugging off these thoughts, he focused on his plans for the coming days.

Vincent left his room and headed downstairs. Marina had already gone to school, and sister Amara had left for work, though he wasn't sure of her exact job.

He prepared a light breakfast before jogging to the park in a tracksuit. He had memorized the Basic Origin Movement Guide and wanted to practice it.

Fifteen minutes later, he arrived at the park. Some residents of District 12 were also exercising, walking, and relaxing there.

Although already warmed up, he stretched out of habit. 

"According to the guide, I need to control my origin power and focus it on my legs," he thought.

Following this, he guided his origin power to his legs, feeling the warm energy settling there. 

"Let's see the effect-"

Just as he was about to test the guided movement speed, the warm energy in his legs vanished. Frowning, he focused and channeled origin power to his legs again. This time, maintaining his concentration, he kept the Origin Power steady.

Completely focused, he took a step and vanished with a 'whoosh', reappearing 4 meters away from his original position.

The children and elderly in the park who witnessed this were surprised.

"M-Mom, that person teleported!"

"Shh, don't point at him. He might be an Origin Warrior!"

"Mom, I want to be like that person!"

"Yes, yes. Mom would be happy if you awaken too..."

Ignoring the whispers around him, Vincent marveled at his burst of speed. 

"That was fast!" he exclaimed.

It was indeed quick, but he noticed the high consumption of Origin Power. He had used 100 Origin Power in just a second!

"I need to train to get used to the speed and minimize Origin Power consumption," he concluded.

Vincent continued training in the park, disregarding the whispers and stares of onlookers. He practiced the Basic Origin Movement until nightfall.

Returning home, he prepared a meal and ate with Marina and Amara. At night, he meditated, expecting the rate of experience gain to remain the same as the previous day.

However, it was several times slower. With 100,000 exp required to reach the next level, he realized meditation alone wouldn't be enough. It would take far too long!

He also tried killing insects in the house but failed to gain any experience from them. This meant he needed to defeat lifeforms of the same rank to receive experience points.

For the next few weeks, he focused on physical training, origin movement practice, and meditation.

He also used his awakening reward credits. Initially, he thought the fifty thousand credits in his bank account would be sufficient to buy several items.

But he was mistaken!

Browsing the Astrum Origin Online Market, he felt impoverished. Common dark-steel alloy weapons cost half of his entire reward - twenty-five thousand credits!

He was even more shocked to find that armor of the same material was more expensive!

He could only afford cheaper armor made of mixed leather and steel. He spent the remaining credits on other necessities, emptying his bank account.

September 5, Astrum Calendar Year 3000

In the living room, Vincent, Marina, and Amara sat on the sofa. It was Sunday morning, and the two girls wore casual clothes, contrasting with the fully armed Vincent, who also carried a black backpack.

"Brother, are you ready to go?" Marina asked, her voice tinged with concern. She honestly didn't want him to leave. Today was his actual birthday; they had celebrated it just yesterday.

Her worries stemmed from a fear of abandonment. He was her only family member. She couldn't bear the thought of her brother leaving her too.

She was well aware of the dangers the Origin World held.

"You have nothing to worry about. Your brother is strong!" he assured her.

He understood Marina's concerns. He would be afraid too if he were in her position. That's why he had to become stronger. He was no longer living just for himself. He had a younger sister and an older sister, though not by blood.

"I understand, but please be careful there and come back tomorrow, okay?"

"If you don't return tomorrow, I'll post your search history online!" Marina threatened playfully.

Vincent couldn't help but tremble inwardly at the thought. His body's previous owner was a youth, so it was natural that there might be some questionable search history.

Seeing his reaction, Amara smirked. 

"Hmm, why don't you tell me your brother's search history so I can post it on my social media as well?" Her tone was mischievous.

Marina turned to look at her, considering the idea.

Seeing his younger sister about to agree, Vincent quickly intervened. 

"Alright, alright, stop! I'll be back by tomorrow morning!"

The duo chuckled at his reaction.

"So you're actually like that, Little Vincent..." Amara maintained her teasing smile.

Vincent chose to ignore her and change the subject. 

"Alright, I've wasted enough time. You have nothing to worry about. I've thoroughly prepared for this moment. I'll be going now!"

As he stood up, a transparent vial filled with red liquid was thrown at him. He reflexively caught it.

"Take that with you," Amara said.

Vincent examined the vial in his hand before looking at Amara. 

"This is a recovery potion, right?"

Amara didn't respond, just smiling at him.

"Where did you get this? This is expensive."

The last time he browsed the online market, he saw the cheapest recovery potion selling for 50,000 credits! 

And that was the cheapest option! 

He could buy two dark-steel weapons with the vial he was holding.

"Don't worry about it. Just make sure to come back in one piece. It's hard to find another tenant who can cook and do my laundry..."

Although her tone was casual, he could detect a hint of concern in her voice.

He didn't press further. Though curious about the potion's origin, he simply accepted it with thanks before tucking it into one of his pockets.

"I'll be going now."

The two girls nodded.

"Please be careful out there, brother!"

"Come back quickly. You still have to cook for us."

Vincent nodded with a smile. Closing his eyes, he focused his thoughts, and a bright light enveloped him before he vanished completely.

The two girls watched in silence before Marina broke it.

"How are we going to eat now?"

Once again, silence filled the room.

A short chapter

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