Travel to another world and continue to be a boxer

On that piece of land, Ye Kai leaned against the tree unconsciously. He didn't remember doing such a thing.

He felt both happy and sad that the matter of concern had been resolved without his having provided any help. The mixed emotions made him not want to go home, and he remembers sitting on a park bench trying to calm down.

At that time, he seemed to feel drunk. Did he smell some drugs? But there should be no one around. He checked his body and found that he was not missing anything and was not injured.

He couldn't comprehend the current situation at all. Where was this place?

He was in the forest now, but looking into the distance, there was a grassland illuminated by the sun a few dozen meters away.

The problem was that the grassland stretched far away. Although the place where he lived was green and lush, it did not have such a vast nature. Could he really have been kidnapped?

Could it be that the drug caused the hallucination? However, the next moment, Ye Kai had to put aside his doubts because a situation had arisen that he had to deal with.

The thing approaching made a growling sound, and it didn't look like a dog. It looked more like a wolf like the ones he saw on TV. But he felt that even if it was a wolf, it wouldn't have fire in its mouth.

(No one would play such a complicated joke on me. Wouldn't the fire burn me?)

Now that he was extremely panicked, he calmed down. However, after his brain restarted, he was unable to come up with any answer.

However, he was fully aware that his life was in danger. Even if he was good at martial arts, he didn't have enough skills to defeat a wild wolf. What's more, it didn't look like an opponent that a human could defeat with bare hands.

(Is this the end?)

Sweat covered his back. Who could have foreseen that he would become food for animals throughout his life? Perhaps only a person with foresight could do that. He was not that versatile.

Faced with this unreasonable situation, he even felt a little angry. He had no idea what to do, but the wolf was slowly approaching. The roar became louder and the wolf kicked the ground to get up.

He yelled "Whoa!" and stood up quickly, putting his hands on the ground to get up quickly. Then he felt a "bang" as if something hit his hands.

It didn't feel like a bite. He opened his eyes carefully and found that he was holding an earth-colored board in his hand. He had no memory of holding anything like this.

Where did this come from?

(What kind of joke is this?)

This board looks like the shield in the hands of the protagonist robot in the robot animation he liked to watch when he was a child.

It was all brown, different shades but unmistakable. He began to wonder if this was a dream or reality. What made the feeling even stronger was that despite holding a rather large shield in his hands, he could barely feel its weight.

But at least he got a tool to protect himself.

The wolf also became alert and kept its distance again. Unfortunately, it didn't seem to be ready to give up. The wolf slowly approached again, lowered its posture and pounced on him.

From that moment on, he fought tooth and nail. He used his shield to take the wolf's attack, then quickly stepped forward and counterattacked with his shield.

The wolf howled, but he didn't care and continued to beat it. He beat it again and again, and gradually the wolf's howling almost stopped.

The wolf stopped moving, and he walked closer to it, breathless, to make sure it was dead. At this point, he no longer thought it was a dream. Because he could feel the blows on his flesh and the smell of blood, they betrayed everything.

(This is reality. There is no doubt about it. And, this seems to be the so-called other world.)

He recalled a term that a classmate who had a deep understanding of anime or other creative works had mentioned. Even he had browsed through such comics. If he didn't make this assumption, he couldn't explain the reality before his eyes.

Need to test. If he doesn't have a good grasp of the current situation, he feels that it is impossible to survive here.

He tried to recall the process of getting the shield in his hand. He went back to that place and checked the place where he had supported himself before. He could see a depression in the ground.

It seems that the shield is formed by the ground material here. He knocked on the shield in his hand and felt it was quite hard. It did not break like the soil.

Even if this is something like "magic" or "magic", it seems to be able to control the shape and hardness.

He tried to press his hands on the ground again, imagining the pulling motion to lift it up. Then the soil was lifted up like a column, and the surrounding soil began to be dug. The hardness also seemed to be able to be controlled by feeling.

If that were the case, he would have wanted a means of self-defense other than a shield.

Something more familiar is obviously better than an unfamiliar weapon. But even he does not use weapons such as bamboo swords, but focuses on hand-to-hand combat techniques.

Then, something like a glove seemed more suitable for him. If he could be picky about the material, the durability would be enhanced. However, the gloves had movable parts, which he thought could not be made of hard materials.

Then he suddenly realized that there was a wolf's body in front of him. It was wrapped in "skin". This seemed like a good idea. It was too defenseless to start working there, so he dragged the wolf's body towards the sunny meadow.

He tried to pull at the skin part, but it just wouldn't come off. This so-called magic was clearly not designed to be humane. In desperation, he had to form a knife from the earth. He needed to concentrate very hard to make it sharp enough to cut.

However, according to his imagination, it seems that he can control the arrangement at the molecular level. In this sense, it is an extremely convenient ability.

Although it took him some effort to peel the skin, he finally got a considerable amount of skin. While removing the moisture from the skin, he changed its shape. Soon, he made a pair of gloves with ideal softness.

Next, he needed some harder parts to put on the outside. He picked up the surrounding stones and kneaded them constantly. Through the information flowing in during contact, he knew which stones were harder and which were less hard.

He selected hard stones and began to work on them, covering the arm, the back of the hand, the front of the fingers, and to enhance the attack power, he made the fingertips into claw shapes.

Fuse them to leather gloves and a pair of equipment similar to knight gloves is completed.

(Oh, right, isn't there a part like this in Western armor? What is it called? Oh, it's the gauntlet.)

He found this knowledge from something he had read before and understood it silently. He felt a little lonely. Having obtained the means of self-defense, Ye Kai decided to start moving.

Next, he had to find some means of living. He picked up the shield in his hand and stood up.

But (a bit of a hindrance) he thought, and the shield disappeared.

It didn't really disappear, it felt like it was placed somewhere and could be taken out at will. Ye Kai decided to check it and put the shield away.

Faced with this extremely convenient magic from another world, Ye Kai couldn't help but feel at a loss whether to laugh or cry.