《Aatrox, A God King in a Modern World.》7 - Knight
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After researching it, Aatrox found that this game had most of the God-Kings of its ancient universe. And oddly enough, the stories of these characters were very similar to those of the true God-Kings.
'Maybe a cultivator wrote about the characters in this game?' Aatrox wondered.
After pondering for a while, Aatrox searched the computer and saw that the game was already downloaded.
Browsing his memory, Aatrox remembered his login and password and was able to log in. The account name is Zhan Ye, probably Benjamin tried to name a novel he had read.
Looking at the character list, he saw his name there, Aatrox. Clicking on his character, he saw a list of skins. Looking at this number of variants Aatrox started to laugh, he never imagined himself to be a giant robot or even a fish.
"Benji, dinner is ready! Bring the kids." Before he could play, Aatrox heard his mother calling him to dinner.
"We are going!" Shouted Aatrox back as he took the children playing with their action figures.
If old Benjamin saw this, he would be furious, but for Aatrox, it was just a few pieces of plastic.
At his dinner table, his parents asked him, "Son, next week school starts, we can talk to the principals this week, and he said that for you to go back to school, you need to take a test to measure your knowledge and know-how." which series are you going to be okay? " Amanda said.
"It's okay yes, I'll take this time to read a little on the internet and give a reminder of the content." Said Aatrox.
'I don't believe that mortal knowledge can be somehow difficult to learn from the eidetic memory I have thanks to cultivation.' Thought Aatrox.
After dinner, going up to his room, Aatrox turned off the computer and decided to leave to play only after memorizing all the knowledge necessary to not be attracted to school, after all the people who made Benjamin in a coma for three years are from there, and they will pay dearly for it.
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Looking through his memory, Aatrox remembered a site that Benjamin regularly used to download school books. Downloading the PDF from the books, Aatrox began reading them on his computer. Some knowledge simply came back to hir as memories of Benjamin, the rest with just a simple reading was decorated by Aatrox.
It took about four hours for Aatrox to read content from elementary to junior high school math content. Feeling tired, Aatrox sat on the bed and began to cultivate. Now that there were no doctors to measure your body, Aatrox could cultivate freely.
In their ancient world, classifications of power were like titles of nobility. Beginning with Knight, Baron and Viscount, from Count, the titles were accompanied by "God", being God-Earl, God-Marquiss, God-Duke, God-King and God-Emperor. God was added to the name because, from Earl, the cultivators already had a power that mortals considered them as gods.
Aatrox's body currently had only the power of a weak mortal. Sitting on his bed, Aatrox began cultivating the God-Killer technique. Thinking of his new family, a fire inside him burned to protect them, for himself and Benji. This fire fueled the technique and the energy cycle within itself began to spin faster.
Hearing his bedroom door open, Aatrox opened his eyes and looked at his father who was staring at him in astonishment.
Seeing the light illuminating the room, Aatrox assumed it was already 8:00 am. 'I probably cultivated all night ... I feel that in one more cultivation session I can reach the rank of Knight.' Thought Aatrox.
"What are you doing Benji?" Alex asked, looking at Aatrox suspiciously.
"I studied late into the night, on some website saying that meditating after waking up helps retain knowledge, I decided to test." Said Aatrox.
"Hmm, that makes sense. I came here to talk to you about exactly that." Alex said as he sat next to Aatrox on the bed.
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"Your mother and I talk, and don't worry, even if you have to go back to eighth grade, we don't care, we just want to see you happy," Alex said while smiling.
Seeing that his father was worried that Aatrox would feel bad for not being able to study in the same grade he always had, Aatrox felt warm inside. The fire to cultivate the God-Killer technique became stronger. "It's okay dad, I'll just do my best and I won't care about the result, can you?" Aatrox asked with a calm face.
"Uff, I'm glad to see you like that. We were worried about you feeling bad, but now I saw that it was in vain. You can count on our support son." Alex said as he got up to leave.
'I said I would do my best, not that this one gets low.' Aatrox thought confidently.
Rising from the bed and stretching, Aatrox set his body much stronger. Once his weak muscles that couldn't hold Bruna in his lap now can hold both children at the same time easily.
Looking at his arm, Aatrox felt he was twice as strong as a normal person. His body that was once thin with apparent bones now had a slight layer of muscle over it. The advantage of the God-Killer technique is that it wouldn't create an extremely muscular body, but rather a lean body with tightly packed muscles to be able to give high speed as well.
After taking a shower, Aatrox goes down to the kitchen and finds his family together.
"Good Morning." He says.
"Good morning son, we were planning to go for a family walk in the park today." Amanda said after hugging him with a smile on her face, thinking how nice it was to see her son at home again.
"I think it is a great idea." Said Aatrox returning the hug and smiling.
After everyone had breakfast, Aatrox went up and went to look at his wardrobe. His clothes were too small ... He was still wearing the clothes his parents bought for himself while he was in the hospital, but now he found it funny looking at his old clothes.
"Dad, my clothes don't fit me anymore, do you have any sportswear to lend me?" Aatrox asked entering his parents' room.
"Jeez, we forgot about that. Maybe my clothes get a little big on you but I think you can wear it without problems." Alex said as he grabbed a set of clothes to lend to Aatrox. "We'll buy you new clothes later." He said.
When Alex went to look at Aatrox to see if the clothes fit, he became suspicious. "Son, did you happen to grow up tonight?" He asked, seeing that Aatrox no longer looked so thin now, and maybe even a little muscled.
Aatrox pretended to be surprised and looked at his own body. "I think it was the meals here at home, I was very skinny from eating nothing at the hospital during that time. Maybe even meditation helped." Said Aatrox with a nervous laugh.
"I think that makes sense." Alex laughed back as he passed the clothes to Aatrox.
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