Some time later, Li Zimu started to notice this little irritation growing That subtle irritation when he knows he’s forgetting something, yet he has no idea what.

After racking his brains, he decided to put things aside and continue to cultivate. Until…

[Ding! Your cultivation leveled up, current cultivation: Qi Gathering lv 1]

‘Ah!’

A cartoon huge light bulb would have popped up above his head if this was a comic. This, however, is a novel, therefore, only a description of a huge, glowing light bulb would be included.

Having a sudden epiphany, he remembered there were three functions on the system’s menu.

Curiosity overtook him as he quickly opened the host status page.

[Li Zimu

Cultivation level Qi Gathering lv 1 {1/10}

Professions: none

Experience: 0

Beast Souls: 0

Credits: 0

]

Faced by the pathetic status, his only comfort was that he was still a baby.

Weeping dramatically, he turned his hopes onto the other menu, Skills.

Opening it, he saw a simple list.

[Cultivation: {Basic Cultivation Method lv 1 | 2/10}

Attack: none

Defense: none

Movement: none

Support: none

Special: none

Innate: {Plot Armor}

]

Gawking, he stared at the unbelievable words in the final category. Thinking back, he had made a wish when coming to this world… the strongest armor…

That God actually made a pun!

Wait, that’s beside the point. His webnovel wisdom told him he should confirm the effects of this innate skill.

Glaring at the line of words, a prompt appeared.

[Plot Armor:

An innate ability bestowed upon the main characters of the world. Blessed by the heavens, your fate is heavily influenced by the authors spirit of ‘THE BOOK MUST GO ON’.

Effects: Evasion rate + 1000% Growth speed + 1000% Critical hit chance -1000% Chance of death -10 000% Random miracles chance + 200% Fortuitous encounters chance + 1000%

Heavily influenced by the essence of ‘THE BOOK MUST GO ON’]

…..

Fuck, brother, aren’t these stats too OP?

I didn’t want to die but I didn’t want to become the main character.

Li Zimu’s intuition and webnovel wisdom was hinting strongly that this strange essence of author’s will wasn’t a good thing.

Thinking back to all the novels he read and the novels he helped his father write, he couldn’t help but shiver.

Sure those main characters never died but didn’t he always experience random misfortunes to evoke emotion in the readers? Didn’t the people around him always get in trouble randomly?

Would he have to rescue his loved ones frequently in the future too? Would he have to go through excruciating pain and blood boiling adventures to get stronger too?

No, he did not want that.

Li Zimu just wanted to live a happy, peaceful life and eat many good foods.

Sighing in his heart, he prepared himself and focused on his cultivation again. He still had time to grow before anything happened. After all, most books would just skip the first few years.

He would have to find out how to get credits too to buy some of those treasures and martial skills…

So much to do, so little time.

That said, for now, he was extremely free all day and simply cultivated with the qi flowing to him from his mother.

…

The young woman’s face seemed paler than before. Lying on bed, she felt a little weak.

Her cultivation was strong, yet women were nevertheless weak during childbirth. Their qi would be condensed and purified to nurture their children.

The stronger the parents, the stronger the child, hence social status was practically set in stone. The weak will never be weak, and the strong will always be strong. Only rare anomalies would manage to leap over the wall, or under it.

Feeling her cultivation slip away day by day, those around the young woman were extremely worried. Yet the woman herself was joyful.

Her simple optimistic mind believed the more cultivation went to the child, the stronger the healthier the child would be.

The father was also a simple yet optimistic man. Excitedly, he brought all sorts of elixirs and nutritious meals for his wife, replenishing the qi in her body and nurturing the baby.

Cultivation can be regained, yet a baby’s talent and health couldn’t be changed so easily.

The idiot couple continued to idiotically flirt and await the birth of their baby.