The Weapon Master Shall Never Die Bare-Handed in Genshin Impact

"Ha... hahaha... hahahahahahaha!"

Jia Changjiang collapsed onto the ground, throwing aside the tree trunk he'd been wielding.

Surrounding him was a field littered with shattered fragments of slimes.

He had won.

And just as he'd vowed, one by one, he had smacked every last one of those slimes into oblivion.

"Huff... ha... hahaha..."

Lying on the grass, Jia Changjiang laughed so hard his lungs felt like overworked bellows.

Sure, he'd only beaten a few slimes, but... the thrill of battle...

It was absolutely addictive!

"Right, what was that voice earlier all about?"

With a groan, Jia Changjiang forced himself to sit up.

His body, unused to such intense exercise after years of sedentary work, was screaming in protest.

Just lying still had been fine, but now that he was moving again, the soreness felt like it might finish him off.

Oddly enough, though, the pain seemed to be fading quicker than it should.

"My food... where's my food?"

Looking around to ensure no one else was nearby, Jia Changjiang abandoned any pretense of dignity, crawling toward the backpack he'd thrown aside earlier.

It still contained the week's worth of groceries he'd just bought.

No way was he leaving that behind.

Thankfully, there hadn't been any major mishaps. He managed to retrieve his backpack without trouble.

Hugging the bag filled with supplies gave him a strange sense of reassurance.

Finally, Jia Changjiang began to seriously consider the mysterious voice he'd heard earlier.

"Something about... a system?"

He rubbed his sore lower back, trying to recall the details.

"System?"

He called out experimentally.

No response.

"Did I get it wrong?" He strained his memory, replaying the moment in his mind.

"It was something like... 'Weapon Master Shall Never Die Bare-Handed' or something?"

As Jia Changjiang pieced it together, his face twisted in disbelief.

What the hell was this ridiculous, cobbled-together nonsense?

[Welcome to the "Everything Is a Weapon: The Weapon Master Shall Never Die Bare-Handed" System.]

[This system is committed to providing premium and efficient service.]

"Huh?!"

Jia Changjiang froze as the voice rang out again, this time directly in his mind.

It felt as though something had shifted in his consciousness, an instinctual knowledge added to his being.

There were no flashy visuals, but he suddenly felt... different.

Looking down at the backpack in his hands, Jia Changjiang's expression turned strange.

The bag was still just a bag, yet he couldn't shake the sense that he could use it to pummel ten versions of his former self into the dirt.

The feeling was bizarre, like he'd suddenly become Jackie Chan.

As he held the bag, dozens of potential ways to wield it as a weapon sprang to mind.

Stop, Uncle Zu! Outside, it's all Jackie Chan and furniture stores!

"System? Hey, System, are you there?"

Jia Changjiang tentatively addressed the voice in his mind.

"This service you're talking about... it's legit, right?"

[Thank you for using the system. Please carefully read the user manual. Your cooperation is appreciated.]

The mechanical, emotionless response echoed in his head.

A moment later, a glowing, ancient scroll appeared before him, floating in midair.

It followed his gaze, its title plainly reading: User Manual.

After carefully studying the manual, Jia Changjiang managed to make sense of the absurd situation.

In short, he was now what could be considered a fledgling... Weapon Master.

And not just any Weapon Master—a fusion of all the most absurd archetypes imaginable.

His system's primary function was the ability to wield anything as a weapon. Not only that, but he could instinctively use any weapon he picked up with expertise.

It was absurd. The name alone—Everything Is a Weapon: The Weapon Master Shall Never Die Bare-Handed—screamed over-the-top nonsense.

Yet for all its quirks, there was no status panel, no levels, not even a skill tree.

The system didn't seem particularly intelligent either.

Even the user manual read like it was written by a student struggling through a sentence-simplification exercise.

"Sure, my name's Jia Changjiang! But I'm not Jax, and I'm not the Yangtze Knight, damn it!"

His frustrated rant echoed across the vast, empty plains, carried away by the wind.

"What kind of crappy system dumps you into another world without so much as a warning?!"

Jia Changjiang raged for a while, venting his frustration to no one in particular.

But in the end, there was nothing he could do.

Transmigration, like childbirth, was a one-way ticket to a new world—there was no going back.

"Guess I'd better explore this plain, then..."

Accepting his fate, Jia Changjiang hefted his backpack, dragging his sore feet in a random direction.

"Let's just hope I find something useful before I run out of food..."

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About two hours later...

In the distance, Jia Changjiang spotted a faint wisp of smoke rising into the sky.

"Smoke?!"

After two hours of trudging through empty grasslands, the sight of the smoke made his heart leap.

Excited and hopeful, he quickened his pace toward the source.

Climbing a small hill with great effort, Jia Changjiang finally peered over its crest, eager to see signs of life.

What he saw instead was a group of masked, hairy humanoid creatures that looked like primitive tribesmen.

They were dancing in circles around a pot.

Nearby, a hulking figure at least two meters tall stood watching, its body covered in shaggy lion-like fur. Beside it lay a massive battle axe.

The primitive creatures chattered in an incomprehensible language, their movements wild and chaotic.

"Primitive... tribesmen?"

Jia Changjiang's jaw dropped.

He almost fainted on the spot.

Was this world devoid of civilization?

What kind of "human settlement" was this?! What if they decided to turn him into soup instead?!

Desperately pinching himself to stay conscious, Jia Changjiang continued watching from the hill, his gaze fixed on the strange scene below.

But the longer he watched, the more something nagged at him.

These "tribesmen" looked oddly familiar...

[Beginner Assistance Available. Obtain a polearm to activate assistance.]

The mechanical voice suddenly chimed in again, leaving Jia Changjiang dumbfounded.

"???"

"A polearm... a long weapon?"

Slowly, Jia Changjiang's gaze shifted to the massive axe lying beside the hulking lion-like figure below.

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