I'll forge a new destiny

Chapter 40 Freshmen
  Zhang Xing paused and turned around.

He looked at Charles, who immediately stopped and looked at him.

The unexpected gaze met with the calm and doubtful gaze.

In fact, they had looked at each other like this before, but at that time, there was only fear and avoidance in Charles' eyes, as well as the hostility that he tried to hide but couldn't.

It was completely different than it was now - and it was clear that nothing like that would ever appear in his eyes again.

"Destiny is a wonderful thing. It looks like you will have a very exciting story."

There's just a high probability that Charles won't like this story.

So he grabbed the fulcrum given by Zhang Xing and chose a new, unpredictable future.

"Originally, to me, you were nothing more than an unlucky child. Because of the cruelty of fate, you were no different from the other children I would save next."

Zhang Xing knelt down and looked at Charles equally.

"But it's different now. You have begun to make changes, and fate has recognized this. So no matter what waves there are in the future, where will the counterattack of fate push you, at least at this moment. Let me do it …”

Forge a new destiny for you.

No matter what the tide of fate may do to you, the best thing you can do if you want Charles to persevere is to give him strength.

The power of rejection.

Sparks of Fu Zhi's soul flashed in his mind. Zhang Xing stretched out his hand to Charles and looked at the short knife in his hand.

"Can you give it to me?"

Charles was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly wiped the dagger on his robe, wiping off his own blood and fingerprints, and then handed it to Zhang Xing.

Charles must have cherished this dagger. Even if it caused him such huge pain, his first reaction when he woke up was to pick it back up.

"It belongs to me now, right?"

"When..." Charles hesitated. He looked at his weapon, or his only support.

This is the source of his sense of security, whether in the yard, when working outside, or even when he wants to escape. This knife can do many things for him - hurt others, or hurt himself.

Then, Charles saw Zhang Xing.

This man was squatting in front of him, looking directly at him, silently waiting for his answer. There was no hint of impatience or dissatisfaction.

"Of course sir, it belongs to you."

Now, I have something new to rely on.

Following Charles' approval, Zhang Xing's expected voice also sounded in his ears.

[Obtain destiny wonders and destiny nodes appear. 】

[It is detected that this destiny wonder object has a linkage induction with the previous node, and the previous node has triggered the destiny tributary. Should it be merged with the node to cast an unknown treasure? 】

'yes--'

[It is determined that the node level this time is the mainstay level. 】

[Determining the fate of strange objects is closely related to nodes. 】

【Casting begins! 】

"You are giving me more and more surprises..."

Damn you shouldn’t be showing off!

But now that he has said it out loud, no matter whether Charles can understand it or not, Zhang Xing will not do anything that he would consider embarrassing.

So on the surface, there was no change in his mood at all.

Even if there were, it wouldn't affect Charles. In fact, he was in a daze watching the dagger that was constantly changing in Zhang Xing's hand.

"Birth and name represent a person's initial existence. Today you reborn yourself, and I gave you a name, which means that you are completely different from before."

Zhang Xing handed the object to Charles, which began to become steadily short... not sure what it was, and said with a smile: "So logically speaking, I have to give you a gift, a gift that suits you very well and must be great." "To commemorate my new life?"

Looking at Charles who was looking forward to it, Zhang Xing nodded seriously.

"Yes, to commemorate your new life."

The final casting begins, but the person holding this fateful object is no longer Zhang Xing.

The master of this destiny has got something that belongs to him. Whether it is destiny or luck, he will now control it.

Charles held his gift tightly, and the bone-chilling pain kept stimulating him - the person gifted by fate was not Charles, even if it was entrusted by Zhang Xing himself.

If he wants to get it, he must bear the power of a complete future gathered in this moment.

Zhang Xing didn't know if Charles could bear it. After all, his future must be very painful and heavy, and there would be countless moments of near collapse in the process.

Even if he is destined to bear it, he is still the skinny black boy of the future, the bastard of every moment in the future.

But now, there is only a new born Charles.

"If you can't hold it, I can change it for you."

Demoralizing relief reached Charles' ears.

If it were the past, he would definitely make a choice that would make him feel better, and he would gain a lot anyway.

"I can!"

After all, a new one would no longer be a gift for new students, and—

I have become different!

The pain, which was even more intense than when he nearly lost his arm before, reminded Charles that there was a determination in his eyes that was different from before, but the source must be completely different.

He held on to the gift tightly, and when the intense pain made him tremble and he could no longer bear it, he thrust the injured arm in.

This arm has already been injured once anyway, so it doesn’t matter if it’s broken!
  Change ends at this moment.

On Charles' left hand, the glove seemed to be integrated with it, shining with the light of blood and iron.

Breathing heavily, Charles half-hunched over, holding his left hand. The expression on his face was like a man with only one hand who saw a second hand he had never seen before.

"what is this?"

"I don't know either, but it does seem like a good fit for you."

"My hand seems..." Charles tried to move it. He looked like his left hand had never been injured before, feeling unprecedented flexibility and strength!

A raging burning sensation filled his body, giving him the illusion of omnipotence.

Charles quickly realized the illusion, and then felt the next moment that it might not be an illusion—if only he could truly make the glove display its due power.

He looked at Zhang Xing: "Does it have a name, sir?"

"There isn't one now, why don't you get one for it."

"I?"

"Yes, this is your thing, it belongs to you." Zhang Xing waved his hand, indicating that he would not interfere. "You have to give it a unique name and gain its approval or tame it."

"Belongs to me?" Looking at the glove, Charles was in a daze. "So it is..."

Charles's hand!
  [The casting is completed, and the treasure Charles's hand is obtained. 】

‘Hmm, if this can be considered an achievement. ’

[Charles's hand: A glove that contains surging power. The fate of the Dark Judge lurks on it, exchanging the blood of killing for unclean power. As its master rages, the vortex of darkness will greedily absorb everything, whether it is protecting its master or slaughtering its enemies.

(Under the gaze of fate, the unclean, unknown, and immortal power still exists in the world. But its owner may no longer need to put himself in the shadows.)]

(End of this chapter)