If you've ever watched an isekai anime, you know exactly what happens after the protagonist secures a base and figures out their powers.
Cue the training montage music.
For the next seven days, my life in the Forest of Death became a blur of sweat, dirt, screaming muscles, and accidental discoveries. I didn't have a wise old master or a hyper-bolic time chamber. I had a magic hoe, a grocery store app, and a desperate, burning desire to not be eaten by the local wildlife.
Let me walk you through the highlights of my first ten days, because honestly, I'm still processing most of it myself.
First off, I felt like an absolute idiot regarding the All-Purpose Farming Tool. Remember how I spent my second day dragging heavy logs across the dirt like a prehistoric caveman? Yeah, turns out I was stupidly ignoring the tool's true magical nature.
Every form the tool takes comes with a localized, hyper-specific magic buff tied directly to its intended use. On day four, I swung the axe at a pine tree, but this time, I accidentally channeled a tiny bit of mana into the grip. The tree didn't stop at toppling over but the entire trunk was instantly converted into perfectly stripped, cured, high-quality wooden planks, stacked neatly on the grass.
It was like watching a Minecraft glitch in real life. The tool did the carpentry for me!
With that glorious discovery, my construction speed skyrocketed. Within two days, I had finished a solid, perfectly square wooden cabin wedged safely between the roots of the Great Tree. It wasn't a mansion—just a single, sturdy room with a door and a roof—but it kept the rain off my head and the monsters out of my bed.
Naturally, feeling overpowered with my magic tool, I tried to test it to its absolute limits. I closed my eyes and vividly pictured the super overpowered weapon I knew it could turn into from watching the anime, the replica of the Holy Lance Gryme.
The tool violently hummed. It actually began to transform, shifting into a blindingly radiant, angelic spear. But the second my fingers brushed the holy metal, my entire body seized up, and a blaring red system error popped into my vision.
[WARNING: Vitality insufficient. Use of Holy Lance Gryme will result in instant death. Form locked by Divine Administrator (Goddess).]
The spear immediately snapped back into a harmless wooden hoe, and I collapsed on the ground, gasping for air, feeling like I had aged ten years in three seconds. Message received: my goddess wife had put parental controls on my divine weapon so I wouldn't accidentally vaporize myself. Fair enough.
So, I stuck to farming.
I used the hoe—which made tilling the earth feel like slicing through warm butter—to create two distinct farming plots in my sunlit clearing. Five rows per plot, big enough to hold five different plants in each row.
And here's where the "Innovate" in the Innovate System finally kicked in. I didn't have seeds. But I discovered that if I stood over the freshly tilled earth, held my hands out, and vividly envisioned the crop I wanted, the system would hum, and green shoots would instantly sprout from the soil.
I planted tomatoes, potatoes, cucumbers, lettuce, and cabbages, filling up two rows for each.
Of course, because I am an otaku and not an actual botanist, I completely botched it at first.
By day six, my tomatoes were a tangled, chaotic mess of vines suffocating each other on the dirt. I had to scramble to cut long, straight branches from the forest and stake them up properly. Then, I proudly checked on my potatoes, only to find they had turned into hard, toxic-looking green rocks. Why? Because I didn't know you had to pile the dirt high around the base to protect them from the sun!
But the system actually rewarded my trial and error.
[Farming learned. Skill Farming acquired level 1]
[ Level 1: 10/100%]
Oh, right. Turns out, I have a hidden stat tied to my level called "Innovation." Because I cut down trees, made logs, built a cabin, and figured out how to stake tomatoes, my Innovation stat bumped up by 5%. From what the system hinted, the higher my Innovation, the more complex things I can create or grow but I really don't know how I can get this stat up faster.
But farming was just my side hustle. My main job was surviving, and that meant grinding my pathetic stats.
And let me tell you, I found a training method so utterly masochistic it would make a shonen protagonist wince.
Using my daily Common Skill Creation, I strategically built a survival loadout over my seven days.
Day 3: Danger Sense (My neck hairs literally prickle when something with harmful intent looks at me).
Day 4: Low Presence (Makes me blend into the background, near-invisible to passive observation).
Day 5: Mute (A toggle skill that makes my entire body, footsteps, and breathing completely, terrifyingly silent).
Day 6: Mapping (An auto-updating mini-map in my brain that tracks my steps so I never get lost in the deep woods).
But the game-changer was Day 7. I created Healing Magic.
It was a weak, common-tier spell that cost 1 MP. It couldn't regrow a limb, but it could rapidly stitch together minor tissue damage.
And that's when I realized how to break the system.
Every day, I pushed my overweight body to the absolute brink. I lifted rocks until my muscle fibers literally tore. I ran laps around the Great Tree until my lungs bled. And the second my body gave out, I would cast Healing Magic. The spell would consume my MP, rapidly heal my torn physical muscles, and then leave me with mana exhaustion. I made so many common magic potions it wasn't funny.
I was working out my physical stats and my magical stats at the exact same time. Tear the muscle, heal the muscle, drain the mana, drink the magic potion, repeat everyday since until I passed out. It was absolute, sheer agony. I spent days vomiting from exertion, crying in the dirt, and forcing myself back up.
And to round out my arsenal, I spent my last two days creating combat skills:
Day 8: Hard Fist (Allows me to harden my knuckles enough to shatter solid stone with a full-force punch).
Day 9: Critical Hit (A wild skill that boosts the attack strength of a single strike based on my remaining mana. If I have 2 MP, my next strike is 20% stronger. It scales perfectly with my mana pool!).
By the end of my tenth day in the Forest of Death, I was standing in front of my little wooden cabin, looking over my surprisingly healthy cabbages, wearing my heavy-duty overalls, and breathing evenly.
The fat hadn't magically melted off—I still had a solid gut—but the flab was starting to harden. I stood taller. The terrified, wheezing otaku was dead. And instead there stood a smelly, wheezy otaku.
'System. Open Status,' I thought, a confident smirk on my face.
[STATUS]
[Name: Ard Voldigoad]
[Level: 1: 10/100%]
[STR: 8]
[SPE: 6]
[STA: 8]
[END: 8]
[VIT: 8]
[MP: 6/6]
An average adult human in this world had straight 10s across the board but alot of them how around 20 MP. I wasn't quite average yet in physical ability, but compared to the pathetic straight 1s I started with, I felt like a superhero.My speed was still lagging, and my mana pool was growing slowly, but I was getting there.
"Alright," I grinned, crossing my arms. "Not bad for ten days of hell. I think tomorrow, I'll go hunt som—"
Suddenly, the world violently shuddered.
The golden sunlight filtering through the Great Tree fractured into static. The air pressure dropped so fast my ears popped aggressively.
A massive, blaring red warning screen completely overtook my vision.
[ATTENTION USER.]
[Maximum Sub-Dimensional Occupation Time Reached: 10 Days.]
[Initiating Mandatory World-Transfer Cooldown Protocol.]
"Wait, what?!" I yelled, stumbling backward. "Cooldown protocol?! What does that mean?!"
[You must return to your Origin World for a mandatory period of 10 Days before the Transmigration Gate can be reopened. Preparing for immediate forced extraction.]
"Origin world?!" Panic seized me. "Earth?! No, wait! I just built my cabin! My tomatoes are finally sprouting! I left a Wagyu steak in my tent! System, halt! Cancel extraction!"
The system did not care about my steak.
The ground beneath my steel-toed boots vanished. A vortex of blinding, kaleidoscopic light ripped open beneath me, grabbing me by the ankles with the force of a hurricane.
"MY CABBAGES!" I screamed, reaching desperately toward my farming plots as I was violently sucked downward into the void.
The light swallowed me whole, the sound of the forest cutting out instantly, replaced by the rushing roar of inter-dimensional travel.
And just like that, with a sickening POP, gravity returned.
I slammed face-first into something hard, smooth, and smelling faintly of stale ramen and old laundry detergent.
"Oof!" I grunted, rolling onto my back and blinking spots from my vision.
I stared up at a ceiling covered in cheap, peeling wallpaper and a poster of a magical girl anime that I hadn't looked at in what felt like a lifetime. The distant sound of Tokyo traffic hummed outside a thin, single-pane window.
I was lying on the floor of my cramped, incredibly messy studio apartment.
I sat up, looking down at my hands. I was still wearing my dirt-stained AEON overalls and heavy leather boots. The massive scar on my left arm from the mutant wolf was still there.
It wasn't a dream.
"Ten days," I whispered, the sheer absurdity of the situation settling over me. I had to spend ten days back on Earth, avoiding loan sharks and living in a tiny box, while my magical farm sat empty in another universe.
I let out a long, heavy sigh, reaching into my overall pocket and pulling out the massive, heavy-duty military survival knife I had created on day one.
"Well," I muttered, looking at the familiar mess of my old life. "I guess it's time to see if my new stats work in the real world."
Hi everyone, if you're enjoying this story so far and hope to read more faster, then for every 10 power stones I recieve I will post 2 chapters in a single day. So every 10 power stones is a day where i'll post twice ! Thanks for your support !!!