Chapter 4 - Chapter 4. Ding.

Your golden finger has activated." Wongi's father, Wong Shan, was born before the Great Nirvana era, and their ancestral home was destroyed during a monster attack, leaving countless people displaced. At that time, he and the adults endured great hardships. It was only after the war concluded and the base city was established that Wong Yi's father found some semblance of stability. Among his father generation, there were three siblings, his uncle, his father, and his aunt. His grandparents had passed away a decade prior, and since then, the once closed sibling bond had gradually frayed. Later, when Wong Yi's mother, Leilon, fell ill and required substantial medical expenses, their family's already strained finances were further burdened, leading to significant loans from his uncle and aunt, which remained unpaid to this day. After parting ways with Shia Yin, Wong he entered the residential building. His home was on the 17th floor. He ascended swiftly, each step covering three or four stair treads. His breath steady and his movements as agile as a live leopard. He deafly avoided pedestrians along the way, not even brushing against their sleeves. In no time, he arrived at the door to his home on the 17th floor. This floor housed eight families, and Wong Yi was among them. He paused, staring at the worn door, and through it, his keen hearing picked up snippets of conversation within. His expression remained impassive. Creek. After a while, the door swung open, revealing two middle-aged individuals who stepped out. Upon seeing Wong E, both paused for a moment, then broke into smiles. Shiao, you're back from school. The previous expression on Wong Yi's face vanished, replaced by a warm smile. Yes, uncle. Aunt, why didn't you let me know you were coming today? Had I known, I would have returned earlier to chat with you. Wong Yi's uncle instinctively placed a hand to his mouth and coughed lightly. No need for that. You're so busy with your studies. We merely dropped by for a short visit after chatting with your parents. Well be leaving now, but do come over to our place when you have time. Just before departing, his aunt turned back somewhat pointedly remarking, "By the way, Shiaoi, your cousin is getting married next month. Be sure to come." As their figures faded into the hallway, their footsteps gradually receded. The smile on Wong Yis face slowly dissipated. He opened the door and stepped inside, finding his parents seated silently in their modest living room, which barely spanned 40 square me. Upon seeing Wongi return, they both stood up. Son, you're back. Come. Dinner is ready. His mother, Leilon, said with concern. Wongi did not respond to her, but instead turned his gaze towards his father, whose hair had begun to gray. Dad, did uncle come to ask for money again? Wong Shan and Leilon s expressions momentarily faltered, followed by a soft sigh. Your cousin s wedding next month requires a significant amount of money. So, your uncle and an came to see if we could help. Wong Shan replied vaguely. This doesn't te concern you. Just focus on your studies and prepare for the college entrance examination in 2 months. Observing his parents' expressions, Wongi chose not to press further. Quietly, he approached the lone table in the living room, lifted the lid, and gazed at the still warm dishes. A pang of bitterness swelling within him. "If only I could be a bit more capable," Wong is silently mused. After finishing his meal, he washed the dishes and tidied up, then informed his parents before retreating to his room. The entire home was a cramped one-bedroom layout, exceedingly rudimentary. Wong had always shared the living room with his father while his mother and sister occupied the bedroom. After his sister married, he ended up living alone in the bedroom while his parents remained in the living room. Despite his previous objections, he could not override his parents' wishes. As many parents aspire to provide the best for their children. That night, Wong lacked the motivation to study. He lay on his bed, staring blankly at the ceiling above. Time trickled by as night deepened. Wongi opened his eyes again. Yet sleep eluded him. His gaze fixated on the darkened room as if awaiting something. As the clock inched closer to midnight, a clear chime resonated in his mind. This sound was all too familiar to Wongi. Nearly 3 years ago, this mysterious voice had begun to echo in his ears, appearing punctually at midnight. However, every time it merely chimed once and then ceased, leaving Wong E, who had waited in anticipation, profoundly disappointed. The initial thrill and expectation gradually morphed into despair and disillusionment. He even began to question whether this was merely a hallucination born from the immense pressure he faced. A visit to the hospital confirmed that everything was normal. There were no issues to report. Yet that sound continued to ring out every night, akin to a beautiful woman teasingly alluring yet never allowing him to touch her, igniting a profound frustration within Wongi. On the 10,000th occasion, as he listened to the sound, a thought crossed his mind. He had assumed this instance would unfold like the others with a chime followed by silence. However, unexpectedly, he heard reconnection attempt number 1,00. Host detected officially binding host. Current location confirmed. Ding. Congratulations host on successful signin. As this is your first signin, you have received a special reward. The first cultivation method of a nine calamities secret tome. The nine calamities secret tome is the highest level reward at this location. Your genetic level has been tripled. Wong ebolted upright from his bed. His face a mask of incredul. At that moment, a mysterious energy surged through his entire being, instantaneously altering the internal structure of his genes. In the blink of an eye, Wong e s genetic makeup underwent a profound transformation, tripling his physical strength in that fleeting moment. The process was seamless and he barely felt a thing. Yet he could distinctly sense the changes within his body. Clenching his fist, he could feel the immense power coursing through him. He realized that a single punch from him could surpass the strength of advanced students. Even those who had just passed the martial arts practical assessment would likely not match his current prowess. Wongi's heart raced with excitement. His consciousness shifted to the golden panel that had materialized in his mind, quickly absorbing the information displayed. He soon comprehended the essence of this newfound ability. The sole purpose of this golden finger was to sign in. Each day, he could sign in once, and if the host failed to do so, it would automatically sign in based on the host location. Rewards would be randomly assigned according to the host's current site, entirely relying on luck. Moreover, the same location could only be signed in once. The tiers of rewards varied, generally ascending from lower to higher levels. For instance, should Wani sign in at a martial arts school, potential rewards might include techniques, skills, agility methods, weaponry, or medicinal herbs. If a top tier reward were to emerge at that location, it would indicate that the maximum possible sign-in range had been reached. Once this occurred, no further sign-ins could be made at any locations within that range. Typically, since Wani had just obtained the first volume of the Nine Calamities secret tome, which represented the pinnacle of rewards on Earth, he would no longer be able to draw rewards within the Earth domain. However, as this was his first draw, classified as a special reward, he could bypass this condition and continue signing in at other locations on Earth. The Nine Calamities Secret tome was indeed the Nine Calamities Secret tome. Wally felt an overwhelming surge of exhilaration. The nine calamities secret tome was a significant fortuitous encounter for the protagonist in the original story. An unparalleled treasure said to be restricted by the laws governing the universe allowing only one individual to cultivate it throughout the cosmos. This exclusivity was due to the need for the celestial soul crystal to inherit the nine calamities secret tome. The celestial soul crystal possessed extraordinary powers and was a true gem of the universe. Even the reincarnated god king, Zua Shan Ku, could only manage to obtain a single fragment. Invaluable, this cultivation method was crafted by Zua Shan Cu, the universe's mightiest being who had been reincarnated from a mysterious origin continent beyond the original universe based on the core inheritance from the world of Gene. It could fundamentally alter the very genes of a being, continuously enhancing them. For instance, while the genetic level of an ordinary human is one, Wong, having acquired the first volume of the nine calamities secret tome now possessed a genetic level of three among martial artists of the same rank. Wong was thrice as powerful. This disparity meant that no matter how much others evolved, as long as their fundamental genetic levels remained unchanged, Wongi would always outstrip them by a factor of three. Unable to contain his excitement, Wongi clenched his fist. The opportunity to alter his destiny had finally arrived.