Another Chance At Being Human

He Chuan transmigrated to an alternate world where everyone could reincarnate.
In this world, all citizens who reached 18 years old could acquire a chance to temporarily reincarnate to another world.
They could reincarnate to various worlds such as an Eastern fantasy world, Xianxia world, Western fantasy world, an urban world with advanced martial arts, or even a sci-fi world of the future.
They would acquire a mission along with the ability required to survive in that particular world.
If they successfully completed the mission, they would become a permanent Reincarnator. They could then embark on the journey of being rich and successful.
If they failed the mission, they would become ordinary commoners. The gates to the new worlds would be forever closed to them.
He Chuan reincarnated to his first world.
[You reincarnated into a world of martial arts. You are an orphan and a loser. You awakened the Deduction System.]
He Chuan devoted himself to deducting various kinds of martial arts. He extracted the essence of each technique and merged them into a unique system.
In the end, he became the greatest legend in Jianghu.
[You acquired S rank evaluation. You may choose to keep the power you gained during this reincarnation and use it again in your future reincarnations.]
He Chuan chose to keep the Deduction System decisively.
He then reincarnated to his second world.
[You reincarnated to a fantasy world. You are talented and are the eldest son in the royal family.]
Sit back and enjoy as He Chuan breaks through the limits of the world and crushes the void.

I Have Awakened The Deduction System

"Scrap metal?" He Chuan said coldly.

Zhao Zheng nodded proudly, showing off.

Based on his many years of experience, he could tell that this short sword was not even an ordinary weapon, let alone a spiritual weapon.

Anything that contained treasures, no matter how they were covered, would not be as simple as it looked.

As an existence that surpassed Mortal Weapons, Spirit Weapons had their own sharpness. Coupled with the fact that martial artists used them all year round, the spiritual energy left on them made them even sharper.

"It would not be covered up no matter how many years it was buried."

"Looking at the short sword in He Chuan's hand, besides the thick rust, there was no sharp edge!"

"If you didn't return it now, the ten thousand silver taels would be a waste!"

He Chuan did not refute. He put away the short sword and turned to leave.

Face Slapping