The Emperor's System


13 Finally......Cultivating?

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After choking Nick with her words, she said."My name is Lily....since we have spent a precious herb on you, you will work for us for the time being."

"Starting tomorrow you will clean the traps!" she said in a commanding tone and cat walked out of the room.

Seeing her catwalk Nick vomited a little in his mouth and slowly laid down to rest.

Since he got a new life he hadn't gotten any proper sleep, he was first nagged into cultivating by the a.s.shole servant, then he was thrown through the black vortex.

Recalling all that happened to him in a short time he slowly but surely went to sleep.

"Sister is he a good person?"Asked the middle-aged voice in the living room.

"Time will only tell brother, hey why do you use this voice to speak even in the house? One would a.s.sume you were an old fart hmph."

"Of course, I'm practicing sis, tommorow when we do the job it will come off more fluently."

"Good then keep practicing."

The next morning Nick woke up feeling refreshed and upbeat.

Getting up from the bed he walked out of the room looking around he saw lily cooking, he walked over and sat around the dining table in a natural manner, as if this was his own house.

"What's for breakfast?"He asked with a shameless smile.

"Oh, good you got up, go help my brother with cleaning the traps, you will eat after you finish."

Nick awkwardly got up and started looking around for her brother, only to see a little boy no older than 15 holding a spear and jabbing at something on the ground.

He walked over to the boy and realized that this must be her other brother, seriously how many people live in this tiny rundown shack.

Nick walked over and patted the kid's head and said.

"Let me handle it, kid, it takes a real man to handle this kind of work."

As he said this, he started inspecting the boy only to realize that he was a good looking boy, they must have had different mothers or fathers he thought.

As he looked down to what the boy was stabbing he stood petrified, there laid a trap buried in the sand and there were currently hundreds of scorpions caught in it.

Quickly hiding the fear on his face he reached out his trembling hands to take the boy's spear.

"Slowly turn them over and aim for the stomach."Nick heard that familiar middle-aged voice ringing beside.

Surprised by the sudden voice Nick yelped and dropped the spear, why did that look like it came from the little boy in front of him?

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However, when he remembered that he now was in a magical world where anything was possible he calmed down, only to be surprised again when the spear he dropped hit an already injured scorpion.

Nick was having the time of his life listening to all the beeps the system was making he was even singing to the beat a little.

"His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy

There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti

He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready

To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin'

What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud

He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out

He's chokin', how, everybody's jokin' now

The clocks run out, times up, over, blaow!

Snap back to reality, oh there goes gravity"

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