Reincarnated With The Degenerate System

That was the golden question—and before I could get an answer, the system yanked me out. I found myself back in the destroyed chamber, the spear still in my hand.

[Affirmative host, but you need more authority.]

I almost cursed out loud. This was clearly intentional—designed purely to piss me off.

"Let me back in there!" I shouted at the empty air. "You can't just throw me out ! She was already wet and —" I stopped, realizing that I'm crossing dangerous territories.

I got no response.

That did it.

"Oh, what, no reply now?" I scoffed, jabbing the air with my spear like it might actually feel shame. "Authority? AUTHORITY? You just want to kill my fun."

[Host lacks sufficient authority. Grow stronger to unlock privileges.]

"Stronger? Didn't you see me wipe the floor with that fan guy?"

[Host, that was merely luck. It is inadvisable to boast about such a minor achievement, especially when you possess a cheat System.]

"So you've decided to have a personality now, huh? Fine. Let's talk about this 'authority.' How do I increase it?"

[Host does not possess sufficient authority.]

My temper snapped one inch at a time.

"Okay," I said through my teeth, "then how about you possess sufficient decency and give me a clue?"

[Host does not possess sufficient authority.

I stared at the empty air.

"…Did you just copy-paste your own answer?"

Silence.

I jabbed the spear at nothing again. "Give me a hint. A whisper. A crossword puzzle. I'll take anything."

[Host does not possess sufficient authority.]

"…One day," I promised the void, "I'm going to uninstall you with my bare hands."

[Host does not possess sufficient authority.]

"Motherfucker." I let it slide. The system already pushed my patience far enough.

I turned this annoyance into motivation to boost my authority. I still did not know the requirements, but I was sure they would come once I grew strong enough.

With that done, I checked the new ability on my spear. It already made wind before, so I wanted to see how much stronger it got.

Not only that, but the remaining slot was still unused. My Moonlight Dragon Spear could grow even more once I absorbed more celestial weapons.

I raised my spear and noticed how light it felt now that my body had grown stronger. I pushed more shadow into it, adding weight until it reached around twelve hundred kilos.

However, that still wasn't enough. I pushed the weight up to fifteen hundred. It felt easier now since my Shadow Manipulation grew along with my body.

With that in mind, a new skill name needed to be chosen. My skills looked random on the surface, yet each one worked as a trigger word that helped me use it faster.

Fancy methods never worked for me, so tagging each move helped. It was like a student remembering history by linking events to the people involved.

"Moon Needle Thrust - Wind Shadow!"

BOOM!

The attack sent out a shockwave faster than sound. The floor split open even though it never touched the spear. It caught me off guard, since I barely used any force.

"Moon Cycle Combination!" My stance flowed into different patterns, every swing pushing out deadly compressed air.

Every motion became a calculation. Downward Strike. Sweep. Upper. Extend. Borrowing.

How fast could I chain them without misjudging the force? Push too far, and I might tear the spear—or my body—or the chamber itself.

After a few more swings, I finally stopped to rest. The new wind effect synced perfectly with my style, so I had nothing to complain about.

Maybe it was because both of my weapons and martial art style had "dragon" in their names. Speaking of which…I hadn't even asked her name

'System, you've been rough on me, but at least tell me her name.'

[Sylphine ]

What a fitting title. A smile spread across my lips as her adorable appearance replayed in my imagination. I couldn't wait to meet her again—but I had work to do first.

Shaking off the thought, I turned my attention back to my imporved spear.

'I've tested it under normal use, but I'm curious how strong it gets when it's charged.'

My eyes landed on the monkey boss's corpse, and Amanda's coaching echoed in my mind.

Even left alone for years, it wouldn't rot—every part still carried an unusual amount of vitality.

That's why boss corpses were ideal for crafting armor, gear, and weapons.

Their unique properties made them valuable, though anything made from them was still far weaker than the rare celestial weapons that rarely dropped.

I stepped closer and took it in. Its armor and hide were top-notch, barely scratched by the shockwave from our last fight.

If I hadn't kept hitting the same spot, I wouldn't have been able to kill this monster.

"Sorry, but I'm still gonna use you after death. " My eyes narrowed, and I gripped my spear so hard that it vibrated, generating a jet engine like sound.

Every muscle burned, screaming under the force I pushed through, and I kept driving harder, testing my current limits.

"Moonlight Cycle Extended Strike!" I exhaled sharply. "Wind Shadow Overload!"

Energy ripped through me, draining half in an instant. I couldn't stop now—any hesitation meant backlash.

Gripping the spear with everything I got, I launched it.

BOOM!

The spear twisted into a horizontal cyclone of darkness, tearing a clean hole through the body with no resistance. It slammed into the wall, and before I knew it, my attack had carved another passage.

What a terrifying power. This was why celestial weapons were considered overpowered.

It was like comparing a normal car engine to a V12—the amount of energy it could output in a split second was insane.

But before I could even start celebrating, my vision started wobbling. My body clearly wasn't used to such extreme output.

I knew this kind of attack wasn't meant to be sustained. Push too far, and it could leave me broken—or worse, collapsing in the middle of a fight.