บท 3: ** New life in A Cultivation World (Don't lie author, its exposition, that's it. - James) **
In a dimly lit cave, James sat with a pencil and paper, a crossword puzzle spread out before him.
With a smile curling on his lips, he looked up, addressing the unseen audience. "Ah, greetings again," he quipped, a hint of amusement in his voice.
"Just indulging in a crossword puzzle. You know, the usual downtime activity between saving damsels and dodging plot holes. Don't read too much into it, though. The plot points are all over the place."
Setting down the pencil, James leaned back against the cave wall, a playful glint in his eye.
"Surprised to see me tackling a crossword?" he asked, a smirk forming. "I suppose you expected me to be honing my sword skills or discovering latent magical powers. Sorry to disappoint, but today's adventure involves words, not world-saving heroics."
With a dramatic flair, he decided to recap the story's beginnings for anyone who might have missed out on the initial chaos.
"Alright, buckle up for a sarcastic recap," he declared, recounting the first two chapters with a touch of wry humour.
"So, picture this: yours truly, stranded in the abyss, muttering about being isekai'd by a truck. Classic setup, right?"
James delved into a brief, snarky synopsis, narrating the bizarre events with exaggerated gestures and facetious commentary.
"Then we hit the jackpot: minutes turned into hours, hours into days... and so on. I broke the fourth wall more times than a clumsy demolition crew. Oh, the joys of cosmic limbo!"
With each recounted plot point, he couldn't resist adding a touch of dry wit.
"Then, surprise, surprise, we're in a 'cultivation society'. You know, the kind where you level up by meditating under a waterfall or something equally cliché."
His eye roll was practically audible as he painted a vivid, albeit tongue-in-cheek, picture of the narrative's tumultuous beginnings.
As he concluded the recap, James couldn't help but flash a smirk at the audience.
"And there you have it, folks," he concluded, gesturing to the cave around him.
"Now, here I am, tackling a crossword puzzle in the middle of who-knows-where. All part of the chaotic, unplanned charm of this rollercoaster story, wouldn't you say?"
Sitting in the cave, James contemplated whether to dive into a tedious exposition about the world around him.
"Ah, exposition," he muttered, considering the pros and cons of filling the void with a detailed lecture on the newfound universe.
"Surely the audience is dying to know about the intricacies of cultivation levels and the various mystical places I've found myself in. Or not."
Opting for brevity, James turned his attention to the author.
"Appreciate the bits of information you've thrown my way," he quipped, a hint of gratitude in his tone.
"Cultivation levels, mystical places, all that jazz. Thanks for not leaving me entirely in the dark."
His acknowledgment carried a touch of sarcasm, acknowledging the begrudging assistance the author had provided.
"Let's face it," he continued, addressing the hypothetical audience, "we could go on a long, winding journey of exposition about Qi manipulation, the hierarchy of power, and the mystical locations, but let's save everyone the headache, shall we?"
With a wry smile, James decided against an in-depth lecture.
"Nah," he declared, shrugging off the weight of explanatory dialogue.
"Let's keep it short and sweet. Who needs a Wikipedia entry on a world that seems to be changing its mind every few chapters?"
Acknowledging the audience's potential desire for information, James aimed for a compromise.
"Tell you what," he offered, a hint of playfulness in his voice, "if you've got burning questions, feel free to ask. I'm not promising encyclopaedia-level details, but I'll sprinkle in a nugget or two. Keeps things mysterious, doesn't it?"
With a playful wink to the audience, he leaned back, content to let the narrative unfold without getting lost in an exhaustive explanation of the world's intricacies.
Seated in the cave, James took a moment to briefly outline the realms of power within the cultivation world.
"Alright, folks," he began, adopting a concise approach.
"Let's do the abridged version of power levels in this crazy universe, shall we?"
**Mortal Realm:**
"This is where it all begins," James explained.
"It's like the starting area in a video game. We're all just regular folks trying to tap into our Qi and make something of ourselves."
**Qi Condensation Realm:**
"Step one in the 'become a powerhouse' program," he continued.
"Here, you're refining and stockpiling your Qi. Think of it as an apprentice level, laying the groundwork for the good stuff."
**Foundation Establishment Realm:**
"Moving up the ladder, here you're shoring up your foundation," James explained.
"It's like you're upgrading from a novice to an expert. You're making Qi work for you, not the other way around."
**Core Formation Realm:**
"This is where you get serious," he remarked.
"You're creating a power core inside you, like an upgraded battery. It's the start of really flexing some Qi muscles."
**Nascent Soul Realm:**
"Once you reach here, things get mystical," James added.
"You're creating a soul, a kind of spiritual sidekick to back you up. It's like forming a buddy system with your essence."
As for the additional information, he touched on:
**Bloodlines:**
"Some folks luck out with special bloodlines," James explained.
"It's like inheriting superpowers from your ancestors. You might get some fancy elemental abilities or enhanced physical traits."
**Physiques:**
"Not everyone's created equal physically," he continued.
"Some have bodies tailor-made for cultivation—stronger, faster, or more resilient. It's like getting a head start in the race."
**Qi Roots:**
"Lastly, you've got your Qi roots," James added.
"Think of them as your Qi storage facility. Some people have bigger, better-rooted systems that allow for more potent Qi manipulation."
Wrapping up the crash course, James leaned back, satisfied with the simplified version of the complex cultivation hierarchy.
"There you have it," he concluded.
"A sneak peek into the power playground we're dealing with in this chaotic world. Short and sweet—just the way we like it."
Seated in the cave, James contemplated the vast expanse of power levels beyond the Nascent Soul Realm.
"Now, now," he began, his tone tinged with a hint of mystery.
"There's more beyond the Nascent Soul, but let's not get ahead of ourselves. That's like planning for retirement when you've just started your first job."
"I won't dive into those realms just yet," he continued, acknowledging the vastness of the undiscovered territories.
"Let's leave those cosmic revelations for another day. Trust me, they're way out there, somewhere on the distant horizon."
Shifting gears, James delved into another aspect of the cultivation world.
"Alright, artefacts and pills," he announced, steering the conversation toward these crucial elements.
"Artefacts, they're like your Swiss army knife of powers—weapons, tools, trinkets, you name it. Some might even have a mind of their own. A bit like having a high-tech gadget collection."
"And then there are pills," he added, his tone carrying a hint of intrigue.
"Not the 'take one when you've got a headache' kind. These are like power-up candies, except they enhance your cultivation or give you a temporary boost. They're the energy drinks of the cultivation world—potent, but not without consequences."
Aware of the audience's potential curiosity, James addressed them directly.
"I know, I know," he interjected, as if responding to an unspoken inquiry.
"You're probably itching for more details. Patience, dear audience. When we stumble upon some of these artefacts or pills, I'll be sure to make a big fuss about them. Until then, consider it a mystery box waiting to be opened."
With a sly grin and a playful twinkle in his eye, James wrapped up the exposition.
"So, there you have it," he concluded.
"More layers to this world than meets the eye. We'll unpack these hidden treasures when the time's right. For now, let's revel in the suspense, shall we?"
Seated in the cave, James's curiosity surged as he contemplated the potential system that might come his way courtesy of the audience's whims.
"Ah, the infamous system," he mused, a sense of anticipation creeping into his voice.
"The ultimate tool bestowed upon me by the grand jury of the audience. What'll it be, folks?"
"I wonder," he continued, his imagination running wild.
"Will it be a harem system, where I suddenly become the object of affection for every character I meet?" A smirk played on his lips.
"Or maybe a face-slapping system, where I dish out justice with a single verbal barb, leaving my foes stunned?"
His excitement grew as he pondered the possibilities.
"An immortal system would be grand," he mused.
"Imagine being gifted with immortality, wandering through the eons without a care. But hey, anything overpowered will do just fine."
Leaning into the playful banter, James addressed the unseen audience directly.
"So, dear audience," he called out, his tone tinged with a mix of jest and genuine excitement.
"What bloodlines and special abilities are you planning to hand me? I'm sort of excited, you know. Dancing through your hoops, just dying to see what goodies I'll get."
With a mischievous glint in his eye, James eagerly anticipated the impending revelation of the system and the assortment of powers, bloodlines, and abilities that would come his way.
The anticipation of the unknown, coupled with a sense of adventure, left him eager to see what fate—or rather, what the audience—had in store for him
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