SSS Talent: I Can Rewrite Reality

That fellow should be dead, right...?

While thinking about that mysterious demon hunter, Jackson returned to safety. Every hundred or so meters, he would casually check his chest pocket, holding over one hundred and fifty mana stones. His caution was understandable, considering the persistent danger of the world. Who knew when some awakened might slit his throat when he ran around with money on him, realizing it?

Still, maybe all the danger had already come to pass or something else, but Jackson did not encounter further danger. Deep into the night, he returned home, the small worn-down house. Compared to all the glitter and luxury of the city, the apartment was no less than a village cottage made of mud with no modern facilities, but to Jackson, one step inside it felt as if he had arrived in heaven.

Jackson stood still, looking over the familiar gate of his apartment with his eyes filled with emotion. Outside, he had to worry about danger at every step, but it was only here that he could afford to let his guard down.

He looked around not catching the shadow of two figures he let out a sigh of relief.

It seems I was worrying for nothing.

Jackson was worried that his mother and sister might be waiting for his return, but it seemed his worries were unfounded.

Moving inside, he saw his little sister Aella sleeping quietly, a peaceful expression on her cute face. Beside her bed lay Mother Rose, her entire frame thin and marked with hints of hard labor on her hands. Unlike him, Mother Rose had only managed to awaken a low-grade two-resin talent, spending most of her life struggling to survive from day to day.

The only good thing that had happened to her was that she had married a good husband, Jackson’s and Aella’s father, but that happiness also did not last for long. The world took her happiness from her in just a few years. Mother Rose became heartbroken, as if the world just wanted her to live a life of suffering. She worked day and night to support her two children.

For other families, a genius kid might have brought hardship, but for Mother Rose, Jackson’s genius only forced her to work even harder to meet the enormous resources that her son needed for cultivation.

Countless thoughts whirled through Jackson’s mind. A question could not help but automatically rise in his mind.

Is this what the world wants...? Destined to suffer all the hardships till the end...?

At some point, Jackson’s face turned indifferent.

Why should she suffer all this hardship...? Why can’t she live like those wealthy women, enjoying life...?

Thinking of all these things, something stirred in his heart. He would grow strong so that his family would never have to suffer a single day hardship ever again in their lives. Today they might be struggling to live like this...

It was at this time that Mother Rose’s body shook slightly, a slightly afraid expression on her face.

Jackson noticed this and frowned. He knew Mother Rose had trouble sleeping late into the night these past few years, so he didn’t wake her up. Instead, he moved to the side to take out a heavy blanket to cover her body from the cold outside. Maybe it was the blanket’s embrace or something else, but the next moment Mother Rose’s expression eased.

Noticing this, Jackson’s expression also eased. Without wasting any more time, he filled her emptied water bottle.

After taking one last look, he left.

Returning to his room, Jackson went through all the events from today.

First his battle with the Blue Horned Deer, the creative use of the Golden Brush, to his final encounter with the demon hunter.

Each and every step was laced with danger. One wrong move and he might have truly died.

Thinking of all these evnts, Jackson’s face turned pale.

Never again. I can’t go into battle unprepared like this. My life is not my own alone...

Jackson said in a low tone. If something happened to him, how would his mother and sister manage to survive?

It was at this point he remembered the words of the All Heaven Store.

Life insurance, huh...? Maybe it’s not bad after all.

Although he had no intention of dying, it was never bad to prepare for the worst.

After that, he thought of all the methods to properly strengthen himself.

He turned on the computer and started searching for a proper way to strengthen himself at the early stage.

The arrival of abyssal beasts had completely changed the earlier internet, but once humanity rose again, the internet once again took shape, backed by one of the larger post-apocalypse corporations, the Gilded Wing Corporation, responsible for making the internet of today.

As Jackson browsed through, he found multiple forum details on how a newbie could survive and use the prism resource to strengthen himself.

Soon, a frown appeared on his face.

Hmm, most of these forums require a hunter license to access... Other than these locked forums, most of the information provided was information that he already knew.

Finally, after another cursory glance, Jackson shut down the PC, a simple look on his face.

It seems I would have to register with the hunter organization.

After taking a short break to gather his thoughts, Jackson didn’t immediately go to sleep. Instead, he sat cross-legged in a meditating posture, his focus deep into his consciousness, imagining the twin dragons shaking the earth.

He was rallying his spirit force to create the perfect twin dragon phantom, but compared to the time when he was taking pills to help him, the process this time was at least two times slower.

Time continued to pass. Soon, beads of fine droplets started to appear on Jackson’s forehead.

It took a full four hours before Jackson finally finished visualizing the dragons.

With a subtle bang, the phantoms expanded, nourishing the boundaries of his spiritual space, strengthening and preparing it for the next stage.

At the first sequence realm, an awakened slowly strengthened his spiritual space with the help of visualization techniques, preparing it for the next stage. Most of the awakened took extreme care to grow their spiritual space as much as possible, as it became the foundation for the warrior’s future potential. It was this realm that decided how far a warrior would be able to walk.

With his five-resin talent, Jackson should be able to develop his spiritual space into a full five meters wide space at the peak. Going beyond it was extremely difficult.

Just at this time, Jackson’s eyes flickered open, a slightly solemn look in his eyes.

Indeed, without the help of the pill, reaching the peak of the first sequence realm is impossible.

Thinking of this, he let out a wistful sigh. He clearly remembered during his last meditation session his spiritual force had grown by 0.4, but this time it was less than 0.1.

It seemed if he wanted to continue his steady rate of progress, he had no choice but to get his hands on some good-quality pills.

Eventually, the exhaustion finally caught up with him, a sense of tiredness filling his mind. Jackson shook his head, stopping here for now.

A day was not enough to solve all of his problems. One thing at a time.

He would think about it tomorrow. For now, it was time to sleep.

For the first time in years, Jackson allowed himself to relax slightly, sleeping with a hopeful heart.

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