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nJoan went outside of their house and the sun has yet to rise. Just outside, their horse was neighing as he was approaching it. Not wanting him to approach any further.

nThe moon was still shining and was helping to illuminate their backyard and the wheat field was dancing in the melody of the crickets.

nStars glittering from the skies and the clouds moved lousily as it was carried by the wind.

nHe went to their backyard and was still in his ripped clothes.

nHe forgot to change it before sleeping. He removed his upper clothes and saw his bumpy chest that made you see his bony ribcage portruding inside his skin. It was having a bumpy ride if he touched it.

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"I have to eat well if I want my muscles to grow and grow taller.. Likewise, I will become like this before the Academy entrance exam,

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nHe felt his chest again and it was bumpy indeed. He stared at his hands and he saw that it was colored purple.

nIn his thoughts, it was when he clipped the wooden swords and destroyed them. Making his hands becoming swollen.

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"I need to train myself more. It is a burden to Joan's body to make advanced skills. I might destroy my body if I overexert it. I don't know if I can defeat stronger enemies with this,

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nWith him knowing all the skills of the job class in this world, the only problem was mana consumption.

nHe focused on cultivating his mana well while sitting on the ground. He focused himself to cultivate while doing other things.

nHe warmed up first and stretched his body for the exercise. Making his body prepared for the training he will take. After several minutes of stretching, he warmed up his body and was prepared for the start.

nHe touched the ground and pushed himself up. Pushing up while cultivating himself. Doing two things at a time, building up strength while cultivating his mana well.

nHe was pushing up and while he was doing it, his strength was barely able to make it to one hundred.

nJoan's body has such limits so he proceeded to the next exercise. Sitting up after his push-ups while cultivating.

nIt was what he discovered in his past life but it consumes almost all of his focus. Making half of his brain to cultivate and half to exercise and do normal tasks.

nHe finished exercising and went to practising his Fighter skills. He simulated kicks and punches in the air and was beginning to perspire.

nSadly, he didn't have the money to buy weights which can further improve his speed and strength.

nHe was attacking the air and his mana well was nearing the bottleneck. It only made him smile wryly while doing it.

nWith the progress he will make, he will break through to the second stage of the earth realm. He simulated axe kick and roundhouse kick as well as a hard fist and gentle fist.

nHe managed to regain what it feels like and thus made him happy. It was the feeling that he wanted to regain the most in the past.

nThe youthful body of a kid which he didn't achieve as he was cursed in the past. If he will cast rebirth again, it will be a success as he has no curse at the time.

nHe felt that he was on the bottleneck of the second stage and so he focused himself.

nHe sits in the lotus position and poured out all his focus to it. He managed to break through and exhaled a great amount of air.

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"I still can't multi-task when I will break through. Maybe I will train my focus harder with this,

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nHe made it to the second stage and it made him happy. He was smiling as he felt nostalgic for the feeling of breaking through.

nHe was at the peak stage of the past and can execute any skill of any job class.

nHe went inside and drank water. Lighting up the candle and burned some charcoal.

nHeating the grilled meat while the surroundings were still dark. He twists and turned the meat left and right at the moment it was heated.

nAfter some observation, their home was like a home of a poor villager in medieval Europe.

nA home of villager struggling every day just fill their tummy. Webs were in the ceiling and the wooden roof was darkened after the smoke carbonized it.

nThere were garlic and onions that was hanged on the ceiling in the dirty kitchen and the hanging meat was safe from rats. It was the main reason that they didn't die of poisoning since then.

nJoan puts the grilled meat and prepared a vinegar for the meat to dip into. He sliced the meat after heating it then dipping it to the vinegar. Eating a chunk of meat while its flavour plays inside his mouth.

nAfter eating the heated food with the vinegar, he went to their chicken house. Collecting their eggs for breakfast then fed them up with cracked corn.

nHe boiled it with water and then let it cool down for a moment. He also fed the horse with dried hay and water.

nWith the breakfast prepared, he went to sweep their backyard and made some makeshift arrows. Preparing to meet the young ones to train them. As for his plan, he wanted to make a hunting party for the village to have meat to feed them up.

nThe other kids were still young and it was his responsibility to train them to feed themselves.

nAs an old soul like him, he has trained far more than his memories can remember and he wants to share his knowledge with them. He was not planning for taking in some students yet as it will be giving away some precious treasure for them.

nAt least knowing them first having a good valiant heart then teach them if they pass for the standard.

nOne of them was the attitude of a good person.

nHe finished preparing the arrows and his father woke up after he heard him sweeping the ground with their broomstick.

nHe ate meat and went to fill his stomach with it. Drinking a cup of water and went outside where Joan was in their firing range.

nHe heated a kettle of water then poured a spoon of coffee into his cup. Walking by the door side where Joan was seen outside in the firing range.

nHis father observes him with his practice as a habit of his and saw that it was all bullseye. Firing another dozen of arrows but not making a miss.

nHe almost coughed as he saw him do it. He then saw him ran sideways and fired it at the target.

nAnother bullseye, but he didn't stop there. He ran and rolled to the ground then fired. Not missing any arrow to the target.

nThis time around, he coughed hard. It was a first that he saw him do it perfectly without a miss. It seemed like he became a master himself.

nHe went inside and ended his coughing. Joan can only sigh as he noticed him. He went to grab the arrows from the target and then prepared to wash.

nHe went to the well and washed in the cold water. The sun was rising and he can see the sky become clearer.

nHe went inside with chilling breath and shivering feet. It was not so long ago that he felt so cold. He went inside and put on some clothes.

nMaking him a proper villager, contrary to his past tattered shirt.

nHe poured the hot water from the kettle into his cup and poured some coffee powder inside.

nMixing it with his wooden spoon and drank it while it's hot. They didn't have the luxury to buy sugar and they treated it as a treasure.

nHe drank it while watching the sun go up and put on his hunting robes and weapons.

nHe tucked the bow on his shoulders and his quiver of arrows to his waist for speed firing.

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"I will go now, Dad! I will teach the other kids how to do it,

" Joan said then left.

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"Okay son, take care!

" said his Dad while waving goodbye at him.

nHis mother soon woke up after he left.

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