Chapter 2: Master and Servant Bound Together by Fate

  Steeleburg didn't walk for long, and Han Jin suddenly thought of those bright red beads. He sat up and felt around for a moment before finding one red bead from under his butt, the others were nowhere to be found, could they have been at Steeleburg's place? Han Jin thought for a moment, using his right hand to support the broken earth wall, he tentatively stood up little by little.

  Although he had fully digested and absorbed the energy from the bread, it was still too little. Even if he ate seven or eight more loaves of the same bread, the accumulated energy would only be enough for a basic unit of energy. In his world, the widespread use of computers had created a digital paradise, but ninety years ago, his master had already created a digitized cultivation method. The most basic unit of energy was one yuan, accumulating ten thousand yuan of energy was one jia, accumulating ten thousand jia of energy was one xuan, accumulating ten thousand xuan of energy was one tai yi, and accumulating ten thousand tai yi of energy would allow him to achieve an indestructible golden body like his master. The most terrifying aspect of this cultivation method was that there was no bottleneck! As long as there was a sufficient source of energy, except for the initial foundation-building stage, every stage could progress at the same speed, and he could absorb one-thousandth of the energy every day. The stronger his own energy was, the more energy he could naturally absorb.

  Han Jin was originally a good student who studied hard and made progress every day. He was able to embark on the path of cultivation because this method of practice was very effective. At that time, Han Jin had only practiced for a few days, but he could clearly feel the energy he had accumulated, and from then on, he was full of confidence in his future. What Han Jin didn't know was that his master had chosen him to inherit his mantle after careful consideration, and it wasn't without reason. Han Jin's perception was extremely keen, and in the words of a practitioner, this meant that he had a special kind of spiritual root. An ordinary person might not have been able to feel such subtle changes.

  Although the energy absorbed was very little, it was still enough to walk a few steps. Han Jin exercised his body and walked in the direction that Stilberg had left, one was to learn more about this completely unfamiliar world, and the other was eager to ask about the fate of those red beads. A single red bead contained an energy equivalent to twenty or thirty yuan, although it was still impossible to absorb the energy inside, but after accumulating a certain amount of basic energy from ordinary food over several months, he could make a move on the red beads. One-thousandth was just a conservative rule, and one-hundredth was the real danger line. At this moment, there was no room for him to hesitate, he had to recover his strength as soon as possible.

  Ladong Town is not big, after a short walk, the wheat fields outside the town can be seen soon, but Stillberg has not been found yet. Coincidentally, a burst of children's laughter attracted Han Jin's attention, he turned his head to look over and saw a group of kids playing a horse-riding game. The kids riding on people is quite dangerous, but those kids are playing a special game because they are riding on humans.

  His only servant, Stillberg, was crawling on the ground with a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old riding on his back, and several children running in front of Stillberg, as if enticing him with something.

  That young man was very fat, at least over 150 pounds, while Stillberg was thin and frail, every step seemed extremely difficult, stumbling around, the child on his back was dissatisfied, constantly whipping Stillberg's buttocks with a branch.

  When the little kids changed direction and ran, Han Jin saw clearly that they were using a piece of bread to lure Stilberg! In this instant, memories flooded into Han Jin's mind like a tidal wave. This body was named Raphael, whose parents had died too early. When he had to take over the family business at the age of 15, the naive boy didn't understand the difficulties of running a business and was lazy by nature. He squandered the family fortune in just three years.

  From young to old, Stillberg has been accompanying him. It's true that Stillberg has many shortcomings, and it can be said that the family business was ruined so quickly, Stillberg also made a great contribution. But one thing is undeniable, Stillberg's loyalty! Although Raphael has become a beggar, he doesn't want to do anything, putting all the burden of life on Stillberg. But Raphael himself is useless, how could Stillberg have the ability to make a living? It's worth noting that the two people grew up together from childhood, and apart from begging or being laughed at by others, Stillberg had no other choice.

  Raphael didn't know what Stilberg was doing outside before, as long as he could eat every day, he was satisfied. As for how much Stilberg endured outside, he didn't care to ask. But at this moment, Han Jin already understood Stilberg's grievances, just like in front of him!

  Stillberg, exhausted in the arena, stopped there panting heavily. A child holding a bun approached Stillberg and teased him a few times. Unexpectedly, Stillberg suddenly pounced forward, snatched the bun with his hands, and took it down. This matches the memory received by Jinjin. Stillberg is not a fool, he still has a little cleverness.

  The children burst into laughter, the boy on Stillberg's back jumped down, cursed something, kicked his leg in Stillberg's waist, and Stillberg was kicked upside down. His hands were like a small dog shrinking in front of his chest, revealing a flattering smile. Apparently, he not only got used to all this but also knew how to protect himself and how to please others.

  The laughter grew louder, Han Jin lowered his head, and after a moment, he slowly raised it at an extremely slow speed. At this moment, Raphael's demeanor underwent a heaven-shaking change. Although his clothes were still tattered, although his physique was still weak, he emitted an indescribable sharpness, like a sword drawn from its scabbard.

  "Get lost." The young man waved his hand.

  Stilberg scrambled up and ran towards the market direction, just a few steps away, he saw Han Jin and stood there in a daze.

  Han Jin didn't say a word, turned around and walked away. Stilberg hurried to follow him, he also understood that the scene just now was not good-looking, it can be said that Rafael's face was lost. Although in the eyes of outsiders, the fallen young master Rafael had nothing to lose his face, but Stilberg had been educated by the family slaves since childhood, no matter where and when, he would always treat Young Master Rafael as his only master.

  "Master..." After half a day, Stillberg couldn't help but call out tentatively.

  Han Jin turned around and looked at Stilberg, let out a light sigh, then stretched out his hand to pat the dust off Stilberg's body. In fact, he didn't know what to say either, after all, it wasn't him who was insulted, so he could only use actions to express his goodwill.

  "Master, you..." Stillberg took a step back, Han Jin's actions were too intimate for him. No matter whether it was his past life of luxury or his current poverty, he had never forgotten his identity and adhered to it.

  "Look at your dirty face..." Han Jin smiled: "Is there any water nearby? River water is also okay, seeing you is like seeing myself, I guess we're both dirty beyond recognition."

  "What river?" Stillberg was somewhat surprised, and looked at Han Jin with a serious expression: "Young master, that Emerald River belongs to Mr. Mahana, have you forgotten? Last time we went for a bath and were..."

  "What happened last time doesn't mean it will happen this time. If all else fails, we can run a bit further." Han Jin said softly.

  "Oh." Stillberg replied.

  Two people walked slowly towards the market, all the way back to the broken wall. Han Jin sat down in his original position, and Stilberg sat beside him with a smile. The atmosphere fell into silence again. Han Jin was because he had just received the memories of the original master, decided to speak less, to avoid exposing himself. Stilberg was because he found that today's young master was a bit strange, did not dare to speak randomly, afraid of offending the young master.

  After a while, Stillberg couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Those little bastards are getting more and more outrageous!"

  "What?" Han Jin was worried that he couldn't find a topic and naturally asked back.

  "In the past, I just called them a few 'young masters' and they wouldn't bother me, but... damn it, let's see!" Stillberg said with a resentful face.

  "Don't go looking for them again." Han Jin said slowly. Human nature contains an unchangeable inferiority complex, Stillberg didn't understand, but Han Jin did. A fallen noble is still a noble after all, and as the house slave of a noble, being humiliated by him, toyed with by him, and hearing him address him with respect as "young master" would undoubtedly bring a sense of glory. The methods used later were increasingly excessive, which can also be understood, people will always pursue new stimulation, the phrases "to take an inch and want a foot" and "to get a pass and look for a shortcut" are the best explanations, and Stillberg's tolerance had made their audacity grow bigger and bigger.

  "What? Then how..."

  "Hand it over." Although Stillberg didn't finish his sentence, Han Jin understood what he meant - if no one went out to beg, they would starve to death.

  Stilberg looked at Han Jin with a suspicious and uncertain gaze, discovering that the young master in front of him had become very unfamiliar.

  "By the way, have you eaten today?" Han Jin asked. The living conditions of the two were very poor and they couldn't even afford three meals a day, so having something to eat was already quite good.

  "Ah……" Stillberg suddenly remembered something, handed the bread to Han Jin, but handed out half and stayed still, should be remembering the origin of the bread, handing it out wasn't right, pulling it back also wasn't right, in a dilemma.

  Han Jin took the bread, took a bite, and asked again: "Have you eaten today?" He originally intended to let Stillberg eat this piece of bread, but looking at his expression, if he refused, he would definitely hurt Stillberg's heart, so he could only take it first.

  Stilberg flashed a brilliant smile and nodded vigorously, "Young master, I've eaten already, a lot!" After that, he even deliberately let out a satisfied belch.

  Han Jin smiled, he had long understood how important details were and how crucial it was to pay attention to them. Moving people, deceiving people, discovering people, and exposing people all start with details. In other words, details determine success or failure! And in this regard, he possessed a strong power of penetration, able to easily see through the things that Stilberg had concealed.

  Han Jin broke the bread in half and handed back the larger piece: "You've eaten already, but have a bit more. You're at an age where you need to be growing your body."

  "Ah......" Stillberg was stunned again.

  "Let you eat and you will eat." Han Jin said seriously.

  Stilberg took the bread with a trembling hand, carefully turned aside and swallowed it in small mouthfuls, while at the same time two tears rolled quietly down his cheeks.

  "What's wrong?" Han Jin furrowed his brow slightly.

  "Master, you...you're too good to me." Stilberg said with a choke.

  Although his body is now weak, Han Jin is not an ordinary person. Under that unruly demeanor, he hides a deep and unpredictable mind. However, after hearing Stillberg's words, Han Jin was stunned, even thinking for a moment that Stillberg was speaking in reverse. Who is good to whom?

  After a moment, Han Jin came to himself and saw that Stilberg had finished eating the bread. He took out the bright red bead: "Stilberg, did you see this kind of red bead when you first came back?"

  "No, I just saw you lying on the ground unconscious, it scared me so much at that time, I thought you..."

  "Are you sure?"

  "Really?" Stillberg suddenly realized, "I said why the young master didn't let me go find them, you want to sell this magic crystal for bread, right?"

  "How much can you sell this magic crystal for?"

  "This won't sell for much, it's the lowest grade of magical crystal, Long Ear Rabbit's magic crystal. It's basically useless to a magician like you, because although this crystal is pretty in color and plump in shape, it contains very little fire element inside, so there won't be any accidents. That's why many girls like to use it as an ornament."

  "The lowest level of magical beast? With very little fire element?" Han Jin found many meaningful things from Steilberg's words: "If it is a very powerful magical beast, then there will be a lot of fire elements contained in its magic crystal."

  "Master, what's wrong with you? There are many types of magical beasts, how can the magic crystals all be the same? There are fire element magic crystals, water element magic crystals, and... Master, you don't even know this?" Stilberg looked up and down at Han Jin as if he had never seen him before.

  "Just now when I fainted, it felt like my head was hit, and I was a bit dizzy. I almost didn't recognize you." Han Jin said with a bitter smile. He also knew he shouldn't say too much, but the information Stillberg revealed was too important, so he had to ask clearly.

  "Master, are you all right?" Stillberg asked tensely.

  "Maybe I'll just take a nap." Han Jin shook his head: "You continue with what you were saying."

  Stilberg began to explain, but his knowledge was limited and so were the things he could tell. However, Han Jin's understanding ability was astonishing, and as Stilberg spoke, this unfamiliar world became clearer and clearer.

  "So, which demon beast's magic crystal contains the most elements?"

  "Of course it's the dragon crystal." Steilberg laughed, "Young master, don't get any ideas, even if we sold the whole town, we still couldn't afford a dragon crystal."

  Han Jin's hand was trembling slightly, and even the lowest-level magic beast, the Long-eared Rabbit, had a few dozen units of energy that could be absorbed. So how much energy would the magic crystal of a high-level magic beast contain? What about the dragon's magic crystal?! As for Stillberg saying how terrifying the dragon was, Han Jin didn't care at all. When he prepared to hunt for the dragon's magic crystal, his energy foundation should have reached hundreds or even thousands of times that of the dragon. Only then could he safely absorb the energy, and energy was also a kind of guarantee of strength. If it exceeded hundreds of times, what was there to worry about? Of course, all of this required one premise: the initial accumulation of energy! He couldn't even absorb the magic crystal of a Long-eared Rabbit now, let alone that of a higher-level magic beast.

  "Go, sell this magic crystal and then buy some bread back." Han Jin put the magic crystal in Stierberg's hand, he now needs food, the more the better.