Ye Bai walked out of his house and looked at a little kid at the end of the street. The kid looked even younger than him, only two or three years old.Ye Bai was already six years old.He had reincarnated in this Love Continent six years ago. His father in this world left him to buy a milk a year ago, but never came back ever since, leaving him alone in Nuoding City.Ye Bai walked towards the boy, thinking, 'Should I slap him in the face?'
In the six years since arriving in this world, Ye Bai had been perfectly normal, without any illusions alluding him that he would be the Chosen One.
But today, something new appeared in his mind.
When his consciousness was immersed in his mind, a panel would appear.
It had a simple interface, on the left side was his basic information, and on the right side was a column indicating the number of face-slapping he had performed, which was zero at the moment.
Clearly the thing in his mind was a system.
Ye Bai wasn't surprised.
In his previous life, he had been a fan of Soul Land and had read a lot of its fanfictions. Naturally, the existence of a system was not surprising.
What Ye Bai was concerned about was how to use this system.
'Slap in the face?'
Ye Bai asked himself again, having already reached the boy.
'So it's the youngest child from Uncle Wu's family, Wu Fan.'
The brat, with runny nose, was happily enjoying a string of candied haws in his tiny hands, oblivious to what about to happen.
Ye Bai raised his hand. It wasn't big, after all, he was only six years old, and then... Slap! With a crisp sound, Ye Bai's small hand struck hard.
In his mind, the slap count ticked and turned to 1. Although the purpose of his system was still unclear, Ye Bai was still delighted.
Ye Bai had previously tested it; he had tried slapping himself a few times, but the slap count didn't change.
The first principle of face-slapping: slapping yourself is useless.
The second principle of face-slapping: slapping others is okay and recommended.
So, Ye Bai slapped Liu Long again, hitting square in the face.
What? Did you think Ye Bai would hit a young brat?
He was hitting Liu Long, the subordinate of Xiao Chenyu, the future infamous bully of the Nuoding Academy who, in the end, would get face-slapped by the protagonist, Tang San.
"Wait, Ye Bai! Why are you hitting me in the face?"
Liu Long interrupted. He hadn't provoked Ye Bai in the slightest, he simply wanted to grab the candied haws.
Unexpectedly, Ye Bai slapped his across the face without a word.
Then, another.
Now, both sides of his face were red and burning.
"You deserve it." Ye Bai said curtly.
Liu Long, a six-year-old brat, was stealing the candied haws from a three-year-old.
Meanwhile, Ye Bai, another six-year-old, was trying to uphold justice and protect the righteousness of the world.
The scene was a bit comical.
Of course, Ye Bai was simply testing the face-slapping system. Liu Long being the perfect target to test it on was only a coincidence.
Liu Long was angry. Did he have a face that deserved to be beaten? He really couldn't tolerate it anymore.
"Ye Bai, today, either you die or I die!" Liu Long shouted and pounced on him.
Coming from a well off family, Liu Long's physique was naturally far stronger than Ye Bai, that was why he dared to lunge.
The two boys grappled.
Smack! Bam! Pow!
Although Ye Bai was weaker, he possessed a ferocity not even seen in children.
Soon, Liu long was beaten and fled crying.
As he ran, Liu Long shouted, "Ye Bai, if you dare, let's meet in the city square tonight! I'll call my brother! You're dead!"
The city square Liu long mentioned was located in the east side of the city. It was a place for leisure activities and there was a large lawn adjacent to it.
Some children used this space as a dueling arena.
"Hah, little brats."
Ye Bai scoffed.
Liu Long's brother, Liu Hu, was two years older than Liu Long, and naturally, was even stronger than Liu Long. Moreover, he had undergone the Spirit Awakening Ceremoncy, awakening a long staff spirit, though he lacked Soul Power to pair.
In this world, the common knowledge dictated that without innate Soul Power, one couldn't begin training as a Soul Master.
Ye Bai wasn't sure if he could awaken decent Martial Soul with Soul Power.
And if he did, what level would it be?
On the left side of the system panel where his basic information was displayed, a column showing his Soul Power level was clearly marked 0, which worried Ye Bai.
If this column represented Ye Bai's innate Soul Power, that would be a serious concern.
So far, he hadn't found any method to increase his Soul Power.
Only the ticking slap count gave Ye Bai a peace of mind.
Although it was built on the suffering of others, more precisely, Liu Long's, Ye Bai felt at ease nonetheless.
After the fight with Liu Long, the slap count had reached 7.
However, Ye Bai had just calculated that that Liu Long had been slapped more than seven times, yet the slap count only risen to 7, indicating that some were not counted or there might be a maximum yield for each person.
Then;
The third principle of face-slapping: slapping someone multiple times accumulate the slap count.
The fourth principle of face-slapping (unconfirmed): the increase in the slap count might dwindled after slapping someone several times—or each person might have a limit for the amount of slap count they can yield.
Ye Bai needed to further test this face-slapping system.
"Little Fan, are the candied haws tasty? Let's play a game, okay? Like this, first you hit me on the face, then I'll hit you on the face too."
"After that, I'll buy you another candied haws, how about it?" Ye Bai said with a smile.
Wu Fan tilted his little head, confusion flickering across his eyes. 'What's wrong with Brother Ye Bai? Why does he want me to hit his face? Brother Ye Bai said that if he hits me, he'll buy me candied haws. But if I hit him too… does that mean I also have to buy him candied haws?'
He pouted inwardly. 'Hmph, Brother Ye Bai is so mean. He's bullying me because I'm not smart.'
"Brother Ye Bai, how could you do this? Little Fan won't hit, you can just hit me." Wu Fan licked the candied haws in his mouth, resting his free hand on his waist as he spoke.
"..." Ye Bai.
After a round of fuss, Wu Fan ended up with a candied haws in each hand, happily licking whichever one he pleased.
Ye Bai only shook his head before turning back toward his yard.
On the system panel, the slap count hadn't changed, it still remained at 7.
The fifth principle of face-slapping: someone who wasn't hostile wouldn't add to the count.
"Looks like I'll have to keep my appointment at the city square tonight," Ye Bai muttered under his breath.
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