"Let's get started, thank you for the sacrifice." Delia's hands were trembling.
She is an imperial concubine, but she can't even guarantee the future and safety of her own children.
This feeling of weakness, this feeling of powerlessness made her feel like a knife pierced her heart.
Lin Xin lay in the square frame, neither crying nor fussing, just quietly watching the priest cut his arm lightly with a deep purple crystal knife.
Bright red blood flowed out and dripped into the box below.
A pale yellow symbol emerges from the bottom of the box, glowing 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.
Top six or seven.
Lin Xin thought about it, and didn't add any special points to strengthen his aptitude.
For him, the aptitude of this body itself is enough, medium, neither strong nor weak.
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. If he rashly improves his aptitude, he will only gather more attention and attention, and let himself be restrained.
What's more, Youjie can already be opened.
He is no longer the same as before, just a person.
One symbol, two symbols, three symbols.
The usual qualifications are in place.
Next is the excellent level, and the priests and priests all paid attention.
Princess Dilia bit her lip, not only hoping to achieve excellence, but also worried that if she was too excellent, she would attract black hands from above.
This ambivalence made her suffer.
The fourth symbol lights up.
Then it stopped completely.
The priest, who was already preparing to strike, also stopped at this time.
Only a little bit better than ordinary people, this competitiveness is meaningless to the fourth prince above.
He doesn't have to do anything wrong. No matter how hard he tried with such qualifications, he could only serve as a foil for the fourth prince.
Delia breathed a sigh of relief, this is the best result.
Lin Xin looked at the priest, then closed his eyes slightly.
"Congratulations, Princess Dilia, although the qualifications of the twenty princes are not very good, they are not bad."
The priest also couldn't bear to ruin a newborn child, and the result at this time was also what he hoped to see.
"thanks, thanks."
Delia breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward and gently hugged 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 have passed.
In the past three years, Lin Xin has only increased his attributes step by step, and each increase has just reached the limit of his physical development.
Twenty points on average.
This is the maximum normal limit of this body, and if it is added, it will naturally trigger the activation of blood vessels, and deep ancient gene excavation, which is commonly known as an 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 the individual is much stronger than that of the Aojia Empire in the previous life.
Among his peers, this attribute of Lin Xin is at least five or six times that of the other children.
The ruling nation of the Storm Empire is the Storm Clan.
They have a special bloodline talent, and they have a high affinity for the various forces of the wind system.
Therefore, many civilian children have practiced various wind-type martial arts and fighting skills since childhood, or wind-type mental power training methods.
As a technology-based empire, although the Storm Empire is far inferior to another empire, Hert, in terms of individual strength, it is still a royal family, and Lin Xin has far more choices than ordinary people.
Deling Palace, fifth arrondissement.
Lin Xin sat quietly in front of the stone table, practicing writing scrolls, which can be regarded as practicing calligraphy in this world.
The characters of Storm Empire are like golden symbols, somewhat like the German system on Earth before.
Today is the day when he just turned three years old and can choose to build a foundation.
In the Storm Empire, as long as there are some wealthy families with some conditions, they will let their children choose their future development direction when they are very young.
Civil and military each have their own way.
Wen Road is to conduct cultural courses and exercise mental strength, and in the future will be assigned to various fields and industries with extremely delicate division of labor in the empire.
Martial arts is the practice of personal martial arts, as well as entering the army, or major schools of practice.
In today's technological level, many martial arts schools have actually integrated and absorbed technological elements to form extremely terrifying breakthroughs and advancements.
Many well-known martial arts masters have more or less one or two technological organs or equipment as assistance.
Even some exercises borrowed from scientific and technological civilization to form a typical new era martial arts.
For example, the Atomic Disintegration Sword.
Lin Xin practiced calligraphy patiently, and no one came to disturb him at noon.
No special talent, no solid background.
Apart from the basic prince treatment, he is inconspicuous among the more than 30 princes today.
Back then, not long after he was born, that cheap father married five more concubines. In just over two years, he produced more than ten princes and daughters.
The cruel competition system made the fighting between the princes and princesses extremely cruel, with great casualties.
The life and death of the imperial concubine is more determined by her own children. This is how mothers are more expensive than children.
"Hong'er, it's time for you to choose your own basic exercises today."
Princess Delia walked into the courtyard slowly under the guard of two servants.
Seeing her son who was obediently practicing calligraphy, a trace of relief appeared on her soft face.
Since Xu Hong was born, he has never let her worry about it.
Don't cry or make noise, eat when you need to eat, and sleep when you need to sleep, which is extremely worry-free.
Unlike the eldest daughter Xuye Jun who is competitive.
"Your sister is on a mission in the school, so she can't come back for the time being and can't accompany you.
So I will personally take you to the Royal Martial Arts Pavilion. Delia said softly. "I can make some preparations in advance for what exercises you like." "
Anyway, Delia is also a princess of a small country, no matter what, she is no worse than an ordinary wealthy family, and she can't get the top royal skills, so a rarer version that is stronger is still possible.
"I'll choose myself." Lin Xin replied lightly.
At the age of three, he can already answer fluently, which is not unusual here.
He also wanted to see what martial arts in this world looked like.
"It's still early, but go early and line up early, Hong'er, go change your clothes first, come with me."
Delia came here mainly to take Lin Xin to Martial Arts Pavilion.
"good."
Lin Xin entered the room, changed his clothes under the service of the maid, and followed Delia directly on the hover car that left.
Wu Dao Pavilion is tens of kilometers away from the Delin Palace where they live.
No matter how many imperial concubines there are, at least they are the lucky women of the lord, the Storm Emperor, and they will not live too far from the Storm Emperor Palace.
The Martial Arts Pavilion is located in the imperial palace.
The imperial concubine's status in the imperial palace is equivalent to that of ordinary courtiers, even inferior to those courtiers who hold real power, and it is similar to a false position.
The Royal Martial Arts Pavilion is a purple-black spire that soars to the sky, with a total of dozens of floors, soaring into the sky, the top cannot be seen.
There are quite a few silver technology armor guards around, and each of these guards has at least samurai-level martial arts strength.
The basic division of martial arts is based on the official standards announced by the Empire of Storms.
It is divided into several levels: warrior, martial artist, martial artist, and master.
Of course, the actual division is based on the record. The elite top-notch masters in a town and a county are considered warriors.
The top few masters in a city are considered martial arts masters.
And a large region, dozens of cities can also reach the top few, that is the real Martial Daoist.
Therefore, the martial arts here are more about influence.
As for the master, it must belong to the strongest on a planet.
Later, it is said that there are top master craftsmen.
The master craftsman level is also extremely contained in the entire martial arts circle.
Their physical bodies are so powerful that they are said to be able to travel across space and destroy warships. Comparable to a powerful thermal weapon.
Although it does not reach the level of anti-satellite weapons, as a special powerhouse airborne attack, its strategic lethality is extremely terrifying.
There are only single-digit masters in the Storm Empire, and most of them are supernatural.
The suspension car stopped in front of the Royal Martial Arts Pavilion.
Delia didn't get out of the car, but asked her confidant martial artist Gerduo to take Lin Xin to the Martial Arts Pavilion to register.
There were not many people queuing in front of the Royal Martial Arts Pavilion. After all, there were not many princes and daughters who chose martial arts.
In addition, the Empire of Storms is not known for individual martial arts, but mainly for the cultivation of spiritual power in the civilian direction.
Mental command and control of the battleship fleet is the kingly way. Therefore, it was deserted and deserted in front of the Martial Arts Pavilion, only a few people in single digits came in and out.
Gelduo is a tall and thin black man, a samurai-level master hired by Delia after she confirmed that Lin Xin wanted to choose the direction of martial arts.
Take Lin Xin to the front of Martial Arts Pavilion, quickly hand in the identity plate to the guard at the door, and then set 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, all martial arts cheats of the three grades of high, middle and low are optional.
Although the strongest imperial skills are definitely not here, such a privilege is 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 a dozen young people in royal costumes on the first floor.
From childhood to adulthood.
Most of them are princes and queens.
The Storm King favors many women every year.
There are not a few children born, and many concubines died in the struggle, but the remaining princes and daughters are still eligible.
Therefore, the descendants produced in this way will be extremely numerous.
When Lin Xin was bored, he initially estimated that the Storm Emperor had been in power for more than 300 years, and the remaining descendants amounted to almost a thousand.
Sometimes there are five or six in a year, sometimes only one in a few years. The speed is variable.
He was only three years old, and his body was sculpted in pink and jade. Although he was a boy, because he was too young, he looked extremely cute and couldn't tell the difference.
Wearing a purple skirt, this royal royal costume looks a bit like the earth's Scottish kilt, which can be worn by both men and women.
This makes male and female even more indistinguishable.
As soon as he entered the door, he attracted many princes and princesses who were reading on the first floor just by his appearance.