Berserk: The Prophet

When Green woke up again from hunger, it was already late at night. Just as Green was wondering what to do, another child started crying. Looking at the cloth wrapped around him, and mixing it with his vague memories, he felt as if he had traveled through time, and that this world was not peaceful.

The most tragic thing is becoming an orphan once again.

"Wow, wow, woo woo woo."

Perhaps because she had been breastfed today, the baby born at the same time as her was crying much louder.

"Oh, are you hungry?"

Xisi, who was already asleep, heard the baby crying and immediately picked up the child to comfort him and prepare to breastfeed. In no time, the baby was already nursing.

Meanwhile, Green was still staring longingly at the not-so-clean woman; her hair was messy, as if it hadn't been styled in a long time.

The rumbling in my stomach wouldn't allow me to waste any more mental energy thinking about it, and then another baby's loud cry rang out.

"Hey... Sis, stop this guy from crying."

"Well."

Just as I was about to pick up Green, the other little one started crying; it turned out there was no more milk.

"Let me do it."

An old woman picked up Green. She was a wet nurse who used to breastfeed the children of wealthy families in the village. She was originally going to breastfeed her grandson, but unfortunately, the child fell seriously ill and died during the war-torn years.

"Thank you..."

The dazed Sis paused for a moment, then still managed to say thank you.

"How pitiful..."

"Yes, thankfully we found two children..."

The ladies in the car whispered among themselves, their eyes filled with a hint of sympathy.

After eating and drinking my fill, my eyelids kept drooping, and my mind had no room to think about anything else.

............

When I opened my eyes again, I was in a white, empty space.

"?" Isn't this just a hallucination?

Please select your practice match:

Swordsmanship practice, archery practice, horsemanship practice.

Three options appeared before my eyes.

"Swordsmanship." As the right hand touched the option, the appearance of a sword fighting arena gradually appeared around them.

"Please select weapon type: one-handed, two-handed, polearm."

"Both hands".

“请选择你的对手数量:1 2 3 4 5”

"1"

The scene shifts, and a wooden two-handed sword appears in his hand. Meanwhile, his opponent runs towards him with a wooden stick in the distance. Unlike in the game, these opponents don't have faces; they are more like puppets.

Before he could think, the opponent's stick was already swinging over. A sharp pain shot through his head, and he instinctively blocked the direction from which the stick was coming, swinging it at the puppet in the process. His body stiffened for a moment as he lunged forward to deliver the final blow to the puppet, but the puppet happened to catch its breath during that moment of stiffness and was about to deliver another blow to Green.

"Den"

Green skillfully parried the attack, while the puppet seemed to have learned its lesson, retreating while attacking Green.

"Thump" "Thump" "Pfft"

Green parried perfectly once again, leaving the puppet with nowhere to retreat. The wooden greatsword in his hand slammed down on the puppet's head.

"Uh-huh..."

The doll let out an incomprehensible scream, then slowly collapsed to the ground, its body gradually becoming transparent until it disappeared.

"Congratulations, host, on successfully mastering basic combat skills."

"Rewards received: 20 experience points, 3 two-handed weapon proficiency points, two-handed sword (2.8kg), bread (50/50). Please place the reward items into your inventory."

Suddenly, the game interface's inventory appeared before him. The left side read "Reward Items," the right side showed his name "Grimm," and in the middle was a picture of himself as an infant. Perhaps because he was still too small and in swaddling clothes, he couldn't see his surroundings. With a wave of his hand, he placed all the items into his inventory. Only then did he notice that the first slot contained a Tyrant's Egg with gold trim, and the words "Miraculous Tyrant's Egg" were written in red on it. Its purpose was currently unknown, but it seemed it could be used as extra inventory space. (Can be worn in the real world)

Good heavens, so the toy I casually played with has also traveled with me here. Could it be that the Hand of God is also trying to invade this world? Green has no idea which continent this is. He doesn't understand anything about this place yet. He's still young, so it's best not to take it out yet, lest someone steal it.

Next, we need to look at the performance of the two-handed sword. A two-handed sword weighing over 5 pounds is too much for an infant. It's almost as heavy as the infant himself, and even its name is highlighted in red: 'Two-handed Sword (Unsharpened)': Slashing 30 blunt, piercing 24 blunt, speed 93, attack range 110cm. (No strength requirement, requires the protagonist to have at least 10 intelligence points to materialize.)

"Pfft, what strange restrictions does this system have? There's even an IQ requirement?"

Green silently complained, but the bread seemed to be fine. At least with the system around, they shouldn't starve.

Having looked at most of the things, he casually clicked "back," and it seemed that he saw himself from the outside, nestled with the old woman and Siss, and another person, or rather, his brother.

With a sudden shift in perspective, his entire field of vision rapidly rose to the clouds, revealing almost half of the continent. However, there was no time to see many places clearly, as Green was startled awake by the sudden increase in his field of vision. He had never seen the world from such a height before, and cold sweat soaked the fabric covering him. He was completely terrified.

With slightly panicked and blurry eyes, he looked at the sky and it took him a while to calm down. In the distance, the sky was already brightening, and the team was preparing to set off again.

"Seriously... keeping watch at night is no human job."

"Haha, time to get going again."

"Yes, we can only get food once we get to the city. Hopefully, our employer will be generous this time."

"Hehe, I want to save up more money so that I can go back and buy a piece of land to get married after the war is over."

"Yeah, when will this awful life ever end..."

"Don't even dream about it. They've been fighting like this for decades, starting with my grandfather's generation..."

"Hahaha, might as well take the money and have some fun while we're still alive..."

The soldiers around him got up and chatted idly. Some were looking forward to the future, while others complained about life. They all hoped to live better, or simply wanted to survive.

No matter how painfully people struggle, the sun will still rise as usual, the sun will set and the moon will rise, and life will continue to multiply on this land, endlessly.