Godslayer: A random filename extension?

The final result of the experiment was that Lin Linhou seemed unable to use the superpower lock for the time being.

After all, he had a strong belief in his heart, and he wasn't really okay.

"Never mind, just because it can't be used now doesn't mean it can't be used in the future. It's still a pretty good reward. I'll keep it for now."

Lin Linhou threw the superpower lock back into the system warehouse and then began to prepare to receive another newbie gift pack.

[Newbie Transmigrator Leveling-Up Gift Pack A, rewards are random... Open now?]

The result, of course, was to open it directly.

"Give me a dragon egg! Give me a dragon egg! Give me a dragon egg!"

Lin Linhou was muttering to himself before clicking.

[......]

[Hehe, who knows, maybe I'll give you a male one later.]

"Oh right! I almost forgot about that!"

"Give me a dragon egg, a female one! Give me a dragon egg, a female one! May Fortune, Prosperity, and Longevity protect me! May the Supreme Lord Laozi grant my wish! Amitabha! May God bless me..."

[=_=]……Your prayers seem to have quite a variety of targets.

However, it was all for naught.

As the saying goes, a flash of golden light reveals the true nature of steel... oh wait, anyway, this time the reward didn't yield a dragon egg.

When Lin Linhou saw the lottery page suddenly emit golden light, he thought he had won.

[OMG, two gold rewards! That's amazing! Two gold rewards from the newbie rewards mean a stress-free start.]

"But it's not a dragon egg..."

Getting ten consecutive double golds is certainly satisfying, but unfortunately, they all went astray, at least that's how Lin Linhou felt.

[Just how deep is your obsession with beast girl girls? Quickly check what rewards you got from the gift pack.]

Lin Linhou nodded and began to organize his findings.

There are ten rewards in total, excluding the guaranteed newbie gift pack B. Lin Linhou glanced at it and saw that it required level 3 to open, then ignored it and went to check the other items.

[The Demon Blade of Hope - Blood Prison!]

[The Desperate Divine Sword - Xuanyuan!]

[Flash x3, usable only once in a lifetime]

[Two amulets that will bring you a little bit of good luck]

[Two bags of inexpensive trash]

Lin Linhou: ? ? ? ?

Holy crap? The first two golden lights seemed to have yielded two incredible divine artifacts, but what the hell are all those rewards after that?

Lin Linhou clicked on the item descriptions one by one to view them.

[Sharpening the Blade in Blood Prison: The sword once carried by a demon lord in a certain plane of existence. As the world faced its end, ninety percent of the beings within that plane "voluntarily" sacrificed themselves to forge this demonic blade, a symbol of hope. The demon lord himself also sacrificed his life to unleash it, cleaving open a new future for that dying plane and creating new life.]

[Note: The Demon Blade no longer possesses its peak power, and it has a master. Without the master's approval, it cannot be used by strangers; otherwise, it will be met with a backlash and rejection.]

After reading the introduction, Lin Linhou took out the demonic sword from the warehouse and held it in his hand. It looked like a Tang Dynasty straight sword, with dark red and crimson patterns all over its body. The blade at the top was slightly curved, but not to the extent that of a Japanese sword.

Although the system indicated that this demonic blade was no longer as powerful as it had been during the previous era, Lin Linhou could still feel its immense power simply by holding it.

Moreover, what happened to the promise that the Demon Blade already had an owner?

He didn't feel any backlash or rejection, or did the system automatically recognize him as its master?

[Maybe, I'm not entirely sure, but since it's a system reward, it must have helped you with the "binding" process, right?]

After all, if it's just an unusable demonic sword, it certainly doesn't qualify as a gold reward.

Lin Linhou nodded in agreement with this explanation.

Then comes the second gold reward.

He recognized the sword; it was an old face, the same in both name and design.

But what exactly does this so-called sword of despair mean?

This is the Xuanyuan Sword, an ancient divine weapon! Although it might not be the one I know about.

[Divine Sword Xuanyuan: One side of the blade is engraved with the sun, moon, and stars, while the other side is engraved with mountains, rivers, and vegetation... In a certain world, a supreme divine sword was forged by a human emperor to facilitate the rule of all people, an indestructible protective artifact that absorbs the faith of all people.]

[The plane itself, containing the divine sword, also faced a cataclysmic crisis, yet no one was qualified, capable, or willing to bear the infamy or sacrifice themselves to wield the sword and break the deadlock. Instead, the sword became a battleground for the saints, who devoured its destiny to strengthen themselves… In the final moments of the plane, a few extremely powerful beings escaped by sacrificing the masses to preserve themselves, ushering in a new golden age. The divine sword's own destiny was completely consumed, and not a single human survived. Ultimately, the divine sword vanished with the end of the world.]

[Note: This sword has also lost all faith and power. It can only unleash its true power when wielded in a way it approves of, in the name of protection. Otherwise, it is like ordinary iron and will backfire due to the resentment of all living beings and mountains and rivers, even if you are the master of a divine sword.]

Lin Linhou: Uh...

So you're saying you have to consult with the other person before using this sword? Basically, it means you can't use it for bad things?

Lin Linhou took the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand again. The sword and hilt were ancient and simple, with mountains, rivers, plants, sun, moon and stars all engraved on them, but it was different from the golden one he remembered.

This Xuanyuan Sword is predominantly silver with black accents and a few copper-gold patterns as embellishments, giving it a somewhat dark aesthetic.

"Hello? Can you talk? Can you transform?"

Lin Linhou wields a demonic blade in his left hand and a divine sword in his right. According to fantasy tropes, it seems that such divine artifacts could also transform into a female character.

Even if we didn't get a divine beast egg, it wouldn't be bad to get a pair of sword spirit sisters, right?

[......]

[I scanned them; there are no sword spirits or anything like that among them. They might have perished... Hmm, that doesn't seem likely. Their temporal traces are too recent, or more likely, they hadn't even been born yet.]

[As for determining who uses it and how it is used, that's a matter of some nascent, fragmented laws governing the sword itself, lacking much intelligence or logical thinking.]

"So, you're saying I actually have a chance of getting a pair of sword spirit sisters?"

Lin Linhou hadn't held out much hope; it was just a joke. But he didn't expect the answer to be uncertain.

[（ ' - ' * )]

"Then how can one cultivate a sword spirit?"

Hmph [I don't know.]

Lin Linhou: ? Did you just hum a little?

[However, based on analysis, it's estimated that they might need to first repair their internal laws, then comprehend sword intent, establish a soul link, and have more "chatting" sessions with the swords and blades, like talking to themselves, before leveling up, transforming, and undergoing tribulations. Who knows, maybe in a few hundred, a few thousand, or even tens of thousands of years, they'll be able to transform into the cute girls you desire?]

[Isn't that how it's always said in books?]

Lin Linhou: ...

Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of years? Forget it, he's not the kind of person obsessed with swords and knives.

If there were any way to speed up this process, that would be great; perhaps we could look for it later.

Lin Linhou closed his eyes and felt the connection between the sword in his hand and his spirit. After all, without a sword spirit, the use of the sword itself required the full consumption of his own spiritual power.

At the same time, some knowledge also flooded into my mind as if I had learned it without being taught.

Something like... a beginner's tutorial? A user manual?

Teach him things like how to fly a sword.

A dozen minutes later, Lin Linhou opened his eyes again. As he released his hands, the swords in his hands did not fall to the ground, but continued to float in the air. Then, under Lin Linhou's command and control, they flew around in the small room.

"Wow, look at that! It's super cool, isn't it? Absolutely awesome!"

"Control the sword with your mind, heh heh ha!"

[...] How old are you? Why are you still acting like a child?

However, the room was too small, and Lin Linhou was not very skilled. Just as he turned to "show off" his new skill to the system, Blood Prison accidentally stuck into the wall. It not only disappeared into the hilt, but also cut a long gash through the iron like mud, piercing directly into the next room.

Then he hurriedly went to pull it out, but the Xuanyuan Sword accidentally bumped into the window. He hurriedly tried to pull it back but ended up locking it in the door. The next second, a series of crackling sounds came from inside.

[Tsk... I saw it, he's incredibly handsome.]

Lin Linhou awkwardly shrank back, thinking that he seemed to have gotten himself into trouble.

Fortunately, Lin Qiye's entire family was not at home.

But... there's a dog at home, or rather, a dog at the door.

Xiao Hei was no longer sleepy at this moment, and instead stared intently at Lin Linhou's door for a long time with a solemn expression.

'The aura of divine artifacts, two of them, one of which is a terrifying demonic weapon, and this one is…'

'The aura of the Xuanyuan Sword? Hmm? How could it possibly be the Xuanyuan Sword? But this aura, this appearance, it's clearly the Xuanyuan Sword.'

Xiao Hei looked up at the Xuanyuan Sword stuck in the door, its blade almost entirely exposed in the corridor, and fell into deep thought.

'What is the other party's identity? The reincarnation of one of the Three Sovereigns of Humanity?'

Otherwise, how could someone at the mere Zhan Realm be able to freely wield the Xuanyuan Sword?

What the hell is that other demonic weapon? Where did it come from?

Moreover, despite its overwhelming aura of bloodlust and murderous intent, the weapon itself faintly exudes a righteous energy? And it even possesses an incredibly dense amount of merit power?

What kind of demonic weapon is this? Is it some kind of Vajra pestle?

Xiao Hei asked himself, and he had no memory of this demonic weapon.

But one thing he was absolutely certain of was that the person who could freely control these two divine artifacts was no ordinary person; he just didn't know for the time being which immortal or deity they were reincarnated from.

Perhaps we can only wait for the master to come home from school and see if he can use his clairvoyance to see if the other party is real or not.

However, this other party's ability to destroy things is no less than that of a husky.

Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, Xiao Hei already knew that the other party seemed to have cut a large hole in the wall, leading directly to the next bedroom, and the window was also accidentally smashed to pieces.

And the door in front of me with so many holes...

Lin Linhou tried his best to tidy up the messy room, walked out of the room and came to the living room. Sure enough, the house was empty. Lin Qiye had gone to school, and it seemed that his cousin had also gone to school.

Aunt Lin Qiye went to work.

At this moment, besides him, there was only a greyhound in the room... Hmm? Wait a minute, a greyhound?

At this moment, the man and the dog looked at each other.

Lin Linhou: The situation is unclear. If the dog doesn't move, I won't move either.

I visited yesterday and didn't notice they had a dog. If I, a stranger, suddenly appeared here, wouldn't they mistake me for a thief and bite me?

So what do we do now? The dog is blocking the front door. Should we quietly go back to our room and jump out the window?

It's only the third floor. If I jump down, I shouldn't get hurt, right? Probably.

Or perhaps I should try to communicate with the dog?

But he doesn't speak dog language either; it's not one of his skills.

"Um... I'm a law-abiding citizen, a guest, you dog, you can't bite me, you understand?"

Lin Linhou spoke while gesturing.

[......]

Xiao Hei: ...

After saying that, Lin Linhou rubbed his forehead, realizing that this approach might not be working.

However, a quick glance revealed a large note on the nearby table, placed in a very conspicuous spot on the living room table.

Lin Qiye said that he and his cousin had gone to school, and his aunt would not be back at noon because she was at work.

There are some ingredients in the refrigerator, so Lin Qiye can cook lunch himself if he wants. There are also a few spare keys under the entryway rug, so he can take one when he goes out.

If there's time in the evening, you can come back for a big meal, from 7 to 8 pm. He also has some other things to discuss with Lin Linhou…

"The rug in the entryway... uh, could it be that one?"

Lin Linhou looked at the blanket under the little black dog.

However, the rest of the note reassured him a lot. Lin Qiye said that his dog, Xiao Hei, was very well-behaved and wouldn't bite anyone, which put Lin Linhou at ease.

"Oh, so it doesn't bite. That puts my mind at ease."

It wasn't that Lin Linhou was afraid of dogs or couldn't beat them; it was mainly because the dog had an owner, and if the dog bit him, he wouldn't be able to fight back.

You're still living in someone else's house, so it's not appropriate to hit their dog, is it?

Besides, he had just made a mess that needed to be fixed.

"Come on, little puppy, have some chicken leg. Excuse me, can you move aside so I can get my keys?"

Lin Linhou took out a hand-pulled chicken from the system space, opened the packaging, tore off a chicken leg, and squatted down to place it at his feet.

Xiao Hei: ...

After a moment of silence, it got up and went to eat the chicken leg.

It was now completely certain that even if the other party was a reincarnation of a deity, they would absolutely not have regained any of their memories or consciousness.

Because it had just used its divine sense to reveal its identity, but the other party didn't react at all.

"Phew, good dog, your fur is so shiny and smooth, it feels really nice to the touch."

Lin Linhou patted the dog's head, then got up again, grabbed a key from the front, and went out.

He needed to hurry to the nearest furniture store to buy some things, such as bricks, lime, quick-drying paint, oh, and doors, windows, and various decorating tools.

“It’s twelve o’clock now. Lin Qiye’s note said that his aunt will get off work and come home at six o’clock in the afternoon, which is fine. But considering the round trip time, and that I have to rush to the orphanage at five o’clock next.

Hmm... about three hours should be enough!

Fortunately, it wasn't a load-bearing wall that was being cut down, and he also had a skill in the renovation expertise category, otherwise things would have been really serious.