"Let's begin, it's time to perform the sacrifice." Delia's hands were trembling.
She is a royal concubine, but she cannot even guarantee the future and safety of her own children.
This feeling of weakness, this feeling of powerlessness, made her feel like a knife.
Lin Xin lay in the box, neither crying nor fussing, but quietly watching the priest lightly cut his arm with a dark purple crystal knife.
The bright red blood flowed out and dripped into the box below.
A light yellow symbol emerges from the bottom of the box and lights up fluorescently.
Symbols represent qualifications.
There are a total of ten symbols in the box, and the average person can light up three at most, and the stronger ones can light up five.
The top six or seven.
Lin Xin thought for a while and didn't add anything special to strengthen his qualifications.
For him, the current body's qualifications are enough, average, neither strong nor weak.
Adding special points can indeed get a bigger and better evaluation, but it is not conducive to his observation of this newly born world.
He still doesn't know to what extent the strongest limit exists here. Rushing to improve his qualifications will only attract more attention and attention, making him constrained.
What's more, the Nether Realm can already be opened.
He is no longer just a person like before.
One symbol, two symbols, three symbols.
The regular qualifications are available.
Next is the excellent level, and the priests and priests all pay close attention.
Princess Delia bit her lip, not only hoping to achieve excellence, but also worried that being too outstanding would attract the evil hands from above.
This ambivalence caused her to suffer.
The fourth symbol lights up.
Then it stopped completely.
The priest, who was already preparing to perform the sacrifice, stopped at this time.
With only slightly better qualifications than ordinary people, this competitiveness is meaningless to the fourth prince above.
He doesn't have to do anything dirty. With such qualifications, no matter how hard he works, he can only serve as a foil to the fourth prince.
Delia breathed a sigh of relief, this was the best result.
Lin Xin looked at the priest and closed his eyes slightly.
"Congratulations, Princess Delia. Although the qualifications of the twentieth prince are not very good, they are not bad either."
The priest couldn't bear to destroy a newborn child, and the result at this time was also what he wanted to see.
"Thank you."
Delia breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward, gently held Lin Xin in her arms, and lifted her up.
The wound on the child's arm has been bandaged and disinfected.
The entire qualification test was passed safely.
In the blink of an eye, three years passed.
In the past three years, Lin Xin only increased his attributes step by step. Each time he increased his attributes, he just reached the limit of his physical development.
An average of twenty points.
This is the maximum normal limit of this body. If it is added to it, it will naturally trigger bloodline activation and in-depth ancient gene mining, which is commonly known as the evolutionary template.
The current genetic model can no longer carry that stronger attribute.
In the Storm Empire, which is dominated by technology, the basic quality of individuals is much better than that of the Aojia Empire in the previous life.
Among his peers, Lin Xin's attributes are at least five or six times that of other children.
The ruling nation of the Storm Empire is the Storm Clan.
They have special bloodline talents and have a high affinity for various powers of the wind system.
Therefore, many civilian children have been practicing various wind-based martial arts and fighting skills since childhood, or wind-based mental training methods.
As an empire that focuses on technology, the Storm Empire is far inferior to the other empire Helt in terms of individual strength, but it is still a royal family, and Lin Xin has far greater choices than the average person.
Dring Palace, 5th district.
Lin Xin sat quietly at the stone table, practicing writing scrolls, which was considered calligraphy practice in this world.
The text of Empire of Storms looks like golden symbols, somewhat like the German language system on Earth in the past.
Today is the day when he turns three years old and can choose the foundation building technique.
In the Empire of Storms, as long as wealthy families have some qualifications, they will let their children choose their future development direction when they are very young.
Civil and military affairs each have its own path.
The cultural path is to conduct cultural courses and train mental strength. In the future, they will be assigned to enter various fields and industries in which the division of labor in the empire is extremely delicate.
The martial arts path refers to the practice of personal martial arts, as well as entering the army, or major martial arts schools.
In today's technological level, many martial arts schools have actually integrated and absorbed technological elements, forming extremely terrifying breakthroughs and advancements.
Many well-known martial artists have more or less one or two technological organs or equipment as assistance.
Some exercises even draw lessons from scientific and technological civilization to form typical martial arts in the new era.
Such as the Atom Breaker Sword.
Lin Xin practiced calligraphy patiently, and no one disturbed him at noon.
No special talent, no strong background.
Apart from the basic treatment of a prince, he is inconspicuous among the more than 30 princes today.
Not long after he was born, that cheap dad married five more princesses, creating more than a dozen princes and princesses in just over two years.
The cruel competition system made the fight between princes and princesses extremely cruel, with huge casualties.
The life and death of the imperial concubine are more determined by her own children. This is how the mother is more valuable than the child.
"Hong'er, it's time for you to choose your basic exercises today."
Princess Delia, escorted by two servants, slowly walked into the courtyard.
Seeing her son who was practicing calligraphy obediently, a trace of relief appeared on her soft face.
Xu Hong has never let her worry about him since he was born.
Don’t cry or fuss, eat when you need to, sleep when you need to, which is extremely worry-free.
Unlike the competitive eldest daughter Xu Yejun.
"Your sister is on a mission in the sect and cannot come back for the time being to accompany you.
So I'm here to take you to the Royal Martial Arts Pavilion in person." Delia said softly. "What kind of exercises do you like, I can make some preparations in advance."
After all, Delia is also a princess of a small country. No matter what, she is no worse than the average wealthy family. She cannot get the top royal skills, so a stronger rare version is still okay.
"I'll choose it myself." Lin Xin replied calmly.
At the age of three, he can already answer questions fluently, which is not unusual here.
He also wanted to see what martial arts in this world was like.
"It's still early, but go ahead and line up early. Hong'er, go change your clothes first and come with me."
Delia came here mainly to pick up Lin Xin and go to the Martial Arts Pavilion with her.
"good."
Lin Xin entered the room, changed his clothes under the service of the maid, and followed Delia directly into the leaving hover car.
Martial Arts Pavilion is dozens of kilometers away from Delin Palace where they live.
No matter how many princesses there are, they are still the lucky ones for the lord, the Storm Emperor, and their residences cannot be too far away from the Storm Emperor's Palace.
The Martial Arts Pavilion is located in the Imperial Palace.
In the imperial palace, the status of the imperial concubine is equivalent to that of ordinary ministers, even inferior to those ministers who hold real power, and it is almost a false position.
The Royal Martial Arts Pavilion is a purple-black spire that spirals into the sky, with dozens of floors in total. It towers into the clouds and the top cannot be seen.
There are many silver technological armored guards guarding the surrounding area. Each of these guards has at least warrior-level martial arts strength.
The basic classification of martial arts is based on the officially announced standards of the Empire of Storms.
It is divided into several levels: samurai, martial artist, martial artist, and master.
Of course, the actual division is based on military performance. The top elites in a town or county are considered samurai.
The top few masters in a city are considered martial arts masters.
And if one can reach the top ranks among dozens of cities in a large region, that is a true martial artist.
Therefore, the martial arts here are more about influence.
As for the master, he must be the strongest on a planet.
Later, it was said that there were also top master craftsmen.
The Zongjiang level is also extremely inclusive in the entire martial arts circle.
Their bodies are so powerful that they are said to be able to travel across space and destroy battleships. They are comparable to powerful thermal weapons.
Although it does not reach the level of an anti-star weapon, as a special powerhouse airborne invasion, its strategic lethality is extremely terrifying.
The Empire of Storms only has a single-digit number of master craftsmen, and most of them are like divine dragons.
The hover car is parked in front of the Royal Martial Arts Pavilion.
Delia did not get out of the car, but asked her confidant martial arts master Gerduo to take Lin Xin to the martial arts pavilion to queue up to sign up.
There were not many people queuing up in front of the Royal Martial Arts Pavilion. After all, not many princes and princesses chose martial arts.
In addition, the Empire of Storms is not known for its individual martial arts, but rather for its spiritual cultivation in the civil service direction.
Mental command and control of the battleship fleet is king. Therefore, the front door of the Martial Arts Pavilion is deserted, with only a few people in single digits coming in and out.
Gerduo is a tall, thin black man, a warrior-level master who was hired by Delia after she determined that Lin Xin wanted to choose martial arts.
He led Lin Xin to the Martial Arts Pavilion and quickly handed over his identity plate to the guard at the door, followed by the registration date, qualifications, and set the optional range.
As a prince, Lin Xin still has some privileges after all.
That is, in the entire Royal Martial Arts Pavilion, you can choose from all the martial arts secrets in the three levels of high, high, and low.
Although the strongest imperial power is definitely not here, such privileges are enough for Lin Xin to carefully understand the general system here.
After he registered, he entered the Martial Arts Pavilion under the leadership of a cloned biochemical maid.
In the deep pavilion, there are already more than ten young people in royal costumes on the first floor.
From childhood to adulthood.
Most of them are princes and princesses.
The Storm King favors many women every year.
He gave birth to many children, and many imperial concubines died in the struggle, but the remaining princes and princesses were still qualified.
Therefore, the descendants produced in this way are extremely numerous.
When Lin Xin was bored, he made a preliminary estimate that the Storm Emperor had been in power for more than three hundred years and had almost a thousand descendants left.
Sometimes there are five or six a year, sometimes only one every few years. The speed is variable.
He was only three years old, and his body was made of pink and jade. Although he was a boy, because he was so young, he looked extremely cute and could not tell the difference between male and female.
Wearing a purple skirt, this royal royal costume looks a bit like Earth's kilt, and can be worn by both men and women.
This makes it even more difficult to distinguish between male and female.
As soon as he entered the door, he attracted many princes and princesses who were reading on the first floor just by his appearance. (To be continued.).