The System Grants Me Immortality, the Indomitable King of Survival

Chapter 1: Eternal Loneliness "Lifespan is truly as lonely as snow." A young man was lying on a small hill, a blade of grass in his mouth, gazing into the distance as the wind blew and trees swayed. However, his tone didn't seem to be one of lament but rather of deep joy. "Moo~ Moo~" Beside him sat a black ox with a broken horn. Yes, it was sitting upright on its hind legs, its back straight. The young man was named Chen Kun. A year ago, he had transmigrated to this world—a vast, boundless realm filled with countless cultivators capable of moving mountains and seas, who looked down on the world from high above. Fortunately, when he transmigrated, he brought a system with him. At that time, Chen Kun was extremely grateful, as countless stories of protagonists with systems flashed through his mind. However. Chen Kun's system was not the kind that provided invincible physique or supreme skills. He gained immortality... the laws of heaven and earth could no longer limit his lifespan, but he could only improve one attribute point per year. Strength, speed, defense, magic, and the essence of all things. Chen Kun understood the attributes of strength, speed, defense, and magic, but he couldn't grasp the essence of all things and eventually set it aside, focusing on survival as the most important thing. Nevertheless, the system was quite considerate, as the long journey of immortality would be lonely. It provided him with a companion, a spirit beast with eternal life. Although it couldn't speak, it could understand him, and he could improve its attributes each year without using his own points. "Although we are immortal, we can still be killed. We should live cautiously from now on," Chen Kun sighed. Six months ago, he and the black ox planted a field of rice and raised many chicks in a small village. But one dark and windy night, Old Wang from the neighboring village brought people and stole everything. Chen Kun was furious when he found out. Was there no justice in this world?! He sharpened his axe and took the black ox to the neighboring village to demand an explanation. However, the other side had many people, and Chen Kun was beaten badly. The ox's horn was also broken off. They fled in defeat and nursed their wounds for several days. "Moo!" The black ox snorted heavily, its eyes filled with resentment. Those people were truly detestable. This incident left a significant psychological shadow on Chen Kun, affecting him deeply. "Ding! Host can now allocate a point." Chen Kun grinned. The year had passed. "Add to strength!" Without hesitation, he added the point to strength. The last time he was beaten, it was because he lacked strength and couldn't push away the people holding him down. "Damn..." Chen Kun's face turned liver-colored as a surge of power coursed through him. His arm muscles bulged, and he punched the ground, startling the black ox, which leaped up. "My fate is in my own hands!" Bang— The force was mutual. Chen Kun's hand broke, and he had to recover for several days with the black ox. In the meantime, he also added a point to the ox's strength, though there was no apparent change. The ox, seeing Chen Kun's situation, casually tested its strength and found it quite satisfactory. They lived in a thatched cottage in a small village, avoiding conflicts with the world. However, the world's laws seemed ingrained in people's bones. Mortals had to bow to cultivators and show respect, never offending them. Even in this remote village, people knew this. "Brother Kun." A boy's voice came from outside the hut. It was Xiao Hei, a boy from the village named for his dark skin at birth. "What's up, Xiao Hei?" Chen Kun, having recovered, slowly opened the door. "The village chief asked me to bring you some rice," Xiao Hei said, holding a sack of rice with a simple smile, his eyes full of innocence. "Thank the village chief for me." Chen Kun took the rice, deeply moved. He and the black ox had been eating wild vegetables for days. An immortal almost starving to death—what a ridiculous world! Chen Kun's heart filled with resentment. "A gentleman's revenge is never too late. Wait till we dig up your ancestors' graves." "Brother Kun, I'm going home for dinner." "Alright, go ahead." Chen Kun smiled as he looked at the rice in his hand, tears of gratitude trickling down his face. There were still good people in this world. "Moo!" The black ox in the hut called out impatiently. It didn't like grass; it wanted rice too. Amid the swirling smoke, fragrant rice was cooked. Man and ox sat on the ground, gobbling down the meal, their eyes filled with dreams of the future. "Old ox, we have to live well and not act rashly again," Chen Kun said, chewing his rice and swallowing hard. "This world is vast. When we make it big, I'll find you some old cows." "Moo! Moo." The black ox looked disdainful, as if to say, "You were the one who rushed into the neighboring village with an axe." "They had more people. We need to use strategy against such people," Chen Kun said mysteriously. The black ox's eyes brightened and it leaned closer to Chen Kun. "When they're old and weak, we'll break their teeth and dig up their ancestors' graves! How dare they mess with an immortal?" Chen Kun spoke righteously, his eyes sharp and full of spirit. "Moo! Moo!" The black ox's large eyes shone brightly as it nodded continuously. This was a good plan. "Why do I smell something burning?" Chen Kun sniffed the air, suddenly looking toward the kitchen, his eyes wide with shock. "Our thatched cottage!!" Moo~~ The black ox snorted in surprise. "It's on fire!" "Chen Kun's house is on fire! Quick, put it out!" … An hour later, the fire subsided, and the entire cottage was almost burnt down. Man and ox knelt outside, eyes lifeless, feeling utterly hopeless. Chen Kun, originally an orphan in the village, had suffered consecutive misfortunes, evoking sympathy from the villagers who offered some comfort before leaving. "It's over. The house is gone." Chen Kun said despondently. He didn't know how to build a house. It was truly a series of unfortunate events. However, fortune favored them. The black ox managed to save the rice through regurgitation, enough to last them a few days. "Old ox, I saw some caves on the eastern slope. Let's live there," Chen Kun said, shaking his head in dejection. He thought he should have learned some skills in the village instead of just farming. Now, he was helpless. Moo! The black ox didn't mind. Wherever Chen Kun went was home for it. Outside the small village, the black ox carried a load of dry grass on its back while Chen Kun picked up some dry wood to take to the cave, where they would temporarily reside. Over the next year, Chen Kun apprenticed with a carpenter in the village, with the black ox helping to carry things. The villagers said the ox was intelligent and advised Chen Kun not to s*******r it for food. Chen Kun laughed at this. He would rather starve or jump off the hill than betray his friend. "This is delicious." Chen Kun smiled as he ate beef heartily. At the year's end, the villagers slaughtered several cows for a feast. Naturally, he didn't miss out on this event, but the black ox watched in shock, reluctant to eat the beef Chen Kun offered. After the feast, they didn't waste any food. They packed what others didn't eat to save for later. In the cave, the black ox ate happily, while Chen Kun finished the beef the ox didn't want.