Chapter 65: Michael’s Determination to Improve
Raphael used to be the number one genius on the continent, not losing to anyone before reaching level ninety.
After level ninety, for now he only admits defeat to that weird existence who can trade energy for luck.
He himself is naturally an arrogant person. Being talked to like that by Michael was indeed a bit uncomfortable, but he’s been through a lot, so his reaction wasn’t too big.
"I’m honestly jealous of you two. The moment you awaken, your destiny is already set to not lose to anyone. That’s why you have to try twice as hard to not waste your own talent.
Especially you, Michael. I know that even though you’re a god, you don’t understand a single thing about training or fighting.
Leo and I will both pay special attention to you to train you to be worthy of the power inherited from a god. Don’t you think I’m right, Leo?"
He really is a bit jealous, but he’s lived long enough to understand one principle: whatever is certain to never belong to you, just ignore it, and you’ll feel more at ease.
As for the training thing, it’s not him using it to get back at Michael. It’s because in his eyes, Michael is truly a complete waste now.
If he keeps going like this, even if Michael holds god-level power, he’ll use it extremely clumsily.
In terms of mindset, he doesn’t need to teach them, because he thinks Michael and Leo are smart enough. Leo is a bit rigid, but living with Michael for a while should help him improve.
And as for this genie, even though he doesn’t look very reliable, calling him stupid is a completely wrong judgment. Plus, that weird way of thinking from living on Earth for so long is also very useful.
"Completely agree. A god can’t be lazy or weak."
This totally fits Leo’s thinking, so he immediately nodded in agreement. Even if Raphael hadn’t said it, he would’ve trained Michael enthusiastically.
???
These two father and son, one starting and the other backing him up. They are all saying extremely unpleasant things, making Michael feel that his future is even gloomier than a storm.
’You two are colluding together to plot against a genie, are you? I’m gonna sue you to the UN.’
Of course, aside from cursing wildly in his head, Michael didn’t say a word. His ugly facial expression counted as speaking for him.
He understood that those two didn’t mean to get back at him. They genuinely wanted him to be stronger.
He himself also wanted to be stronger. But if he could just lie on his back snoring and still get stronger, nothing could be better than that.
[...]
Every single lazy thought in Michael’s head, the system could see clearly. If this kept up, Michael might really become a useless genie.
’You got a problem with me too? Say whatever you wanna say straight out.’
Michael saw the system wanted to say something but didn’t say anything, so he immediately started cussing. In this situation, aside from pissing him off, there was definitely nothing nice being said.
[Actually, this time I’m not trying to annoy you. I just wanted to say, short-term pain for long-term gain.]
’Hah, short-term pain doesn’t guarantee long-term gain. But I know short-term gain is definitely real gain.’
Even if what the system said wasn’t unreasonable, Michael didn’t want to hear it right now... To be precise, even if he heard it, he wouldn’t admit it.
[In this world, try your best to become as strong as you can. When you get to another world, you won’t need to try anymore and you’ll still have the strength to show off to those weak-ass humans. Just imagine your majestic look. The moment you appear, everything falls silent.]
If the system didn’t say anything, Michael still had a bit of hope for the future, but if that damn thing spoke up proactively, there was definitely no such nice scenario.
’Alright. You don’t need to lie to me either. My future can’t possibly be that nice. But at least as long as it’s not worse than lying around at home, that’s fine.
Already ended up as a genie, so I’ll try to be the best genie I can be. I bet you won’t arrange for me to meet someone with a wish who’s like me anytime soon.’
Michael pretty much had an awakening. Ever since coming to this world, even though he awakened a god-tier talent that many people couldn’t even dream of, being a genie didn’t mean being lazy.
Do less, get less tired. Do more, get more tired. Only doing nothing at all means no tiredness. Plus, even if being a genie is tiring and dangerous, these experiences are something money can’t buy.
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[Good that you understand that. But don’t feel too pessimistic either. Being a genie, sure there are many things you don’t get to decide, but seeing many different worlds isn’t so bad. Isn’t that what you wanted in the first place when you became a genie?]
’I admit I wanted that at first. But back then I thought a genie only needed to snap their fingers and the wish would be granted. But now that I’m already in it, I’ll just keep going. Regret is the dumbest thing because it can’t change the past anyway.’
From when he became one until now, how much time had passed? One day? Or two days?
In that short amount of time, he’d gradually gotten used to so many weird things, so clearly he was born to be a genie.
"Hey, why are you spacing out? Don’t tell me I hit you too hard earlier and now you’ve gone stupid?"
Leo asked with concern but copied Raphael’s way of talking while slapping Michael across the face.
"F*ck! What the hell are you doing?"
Michael was in the middle of changing his mindset to better fit the current situation when Leo’s slaps made him furious.
"Ha ha, I thought something was wrong with you. You still have the energy to curse at me, so you’re fine."
Seeing he was okay, Leo laughed as if he hadn’t done anything wrong at all. But this time Michael didn’t curse back, instead lowering his head.
"I may be a god, but when it comes to fighting, I don’t know anything. From today onward, I hope you two can teach me wholeheartedly."
