Chapter 3: Chapter 3: Reincarnator
When he regained his senses and laboriously opened his eyes, he was startled by a face suddenly approaching his.
Almost instinctively, Jiang Feng lashed out at the handsome face.
The blonde hunk cried out in pain, clutching his eye and thrashing on the ground.
Clearly, this guy was seriously injured.
Jiang Feng began to examine the young man rolling on the ground.
He was a tall, handsome young man with short blonde hair and deep blue eyes. His physique was very athletic, with well-defined muscles, but not overly bulky. He wore simple clothes, a white shirt and black trousers, but looked very clean and tidy.
However, right now, he seemed to have made a slight mistake.
When he realized what he'd done, Jiang Feng blinked innocently.
He wanted to say, "You're the one who got too close."
"Paul, are you alright?" A gentle female voice came from the side. Paul weakly clutched his eye and repeatedly said, "I'm fine, I'm fine. Looks like our child is very energetic."
Paul got up, squinting his slightly swollen eyes at Jiang Feng, forcing a somewhat awkward smile on his handsome face.
Jiang Feng examined his features again and finally recognized him: Paul Greyrat.
He looked at the young blonde girl lying in bed, who resembled Tsunade. Her smooth blonde hair was spread out around her waist, her face was delicate and beautiful, her features were distinct, and her pair of emerald eyes couldn't hide her fatigue. She was tall and slender, with a graceful figure, exuding an air of nobility and elegance. She was undoubtedly Zenith Greyrat.
He stretched out his chubby little hand and felt his somewhat weak body. In that instant, Jiang Feng understood: he had been reincarnated.
But he was still a little confused. What was this? Had he transmigrated into Rudeus?
The next moment, Paul's voice dispelled his doubts.
"Then we'll call you Roa Greyrat!"
That's what Paul said.
Jiang Feng, or rather, Roa, blinked and looked at Paul, who was clearly still a young man. His handsome face was still somewhat boyish. Paul's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his emerald eyes always revealed a sharp glint. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, a sign of youthful pride and self-confidence.
Roa looked around and saw a red-haired girl with glasses standing nearby.
Lilia.
Paul's junior apprentice.
Currently working as a maid in Paul's house.
Lilia was constantly scrutinizing the infant in the swaddling clothes. The baby was very cute, with chubby cheeks and fine yellow hair on his head. However, his pupils were golden, unlike Paul and Zenith's emerald eyes. His pair of golden pupils were pure and clear, like a pool of clear spring water, but they inexplicably made her feel a little uncomfortable.
Almost instinctively, she thought the baby was abnormal.
Roa's gaze met Lilia's.
The pair of golden eyes made her feel a little dazed. Those pupils seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, making people feel warm and comfortable. Lilia blinked.
She didn't know why, but she couldn't feel any aversion towards the baby.
Roa looked away and examined his surroundings again. He didn't see any other figures. Only the four of them were in the large house.
Was that so?
He hadn't transmigrated into Rudeus?
And judging by the current situation, it seemed he had transmigrated to this world a bit too early. Rudeus didn't seem to have been born yet?
It was truly inexplicable.
The couple was oblivious. They weren't surprised at all that the newborn child was so calm. Paul carefully picked up Roa and walked to Zenith.
He carefully placed Roa in Zenith's arms.
A smile appeared on her delicate and beautiful face. It had to be said, Zenith was an extremely outstanding woman.
Even Roa couldn't help but be captivated by her.
It could only be said that a good cabbage had been snatched by a pig.
Paul touched Roa's chubby cheek and said, "You should call her 'Mama'!"
Roa was slightly stunned. Realizing what he was supposed to do, he tried to speak, uttering a few incoherent sounds.
Paul and Zenith smiled at each other, revealing expressions of relief.
Okay, so be it.
Roa silently looked up at the ceiling.
After all, it was an irresistible force.
Forgive me.
Two years passed in the blink of an eye. A two-year-old child with golden hair and golden eyes lay in his room.
For some reason, his hair grew very quickly. At just two years old, it was already waist-length.
And Roa discovered that he seemed to be getting more and more feminine.
He looked at himself in the mirror and sighed silently.
In the mirror, a delicate and adorable little boy was looking at Roa. Golden eyes, a doll-like face, shoulder-length hair, and the same clothes he was wearing. Roa smiled, and he smiled too. Roa turned his head, and he turned his head too.
"I… am a boy, right?" Although he could use the excuse that he was still young and his features weren't easily distinguishable, his appearance was indeed a bit too effeminate.
He silently checked his "weapon" and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
But was this version of himself really okay?
Roa's room wasn't big, but it had everything he needed. A thick magic book lay on the desk. He had asked Zenith for it. When he was first born, Paul and Zenith were very interested in him, but after a while, Paul and Zenith went off to make babies, leaving Roa to the side.
Sure enough, children were just byproducts of love.
Roa sighed.
The soft bedding made intimate contact with the little boy's face. The warmth of the blanket was transmitted to Roa's heart, but his heart was ice-cold.
"Today, I may be girly, but I have the heart of a macho man!"
And what he would become in the future was a matter for the future.
He silently tapped on something that looked like a floating ball in the lower right corner of his vision. A transparent panel appeared before him.
The panel was simple, with only three functions:
[Character Attributes]
[World Capture]
[System Shop]
However, all the items in the System Shop were grayed out. He couldn't buy anything. It was clear that the Main God was really angry and hadn't even opened up shopping permissions.
The only thing he could be thankful for was that he had ruthlessly exploited the system when he was reincarnated.
He looked at the various dazzling products on the system interface. On the third column of the first page, he saw his [The Fool] talent.
Its price was: 100,000,000 points, S-Rank purchase permission * 3.
He also looked at the other B-Rank talent, [Greed], and its price was equally exorbitant.
It also required a staggering 1,000,000 points and two A-Rank purchase permissions.
Although he had no concept of what points and purchase permissions were, thinking of the ugly faces of capitalists, he estimated that this was a number that a system worker might not be able to obtain even in ten lifetimes.
So, he had directly become a winner in life, exploiting the system until it bled.