7 Two weeks later!
System Level: 2 (21/100)
Host Statistics:
Life Force: 1.1
Intelligence: 1.5
Instinct: 1.9
Host's ability and potential:
Makio: 1,1 star (6 stars)
Verra: 1,5 star (6 stars)
Kyu: 1,9 star (6 stars)
Standard on the Blue Planet: 1 star in each category to become an ordinary soldier.
Current Prestige: 12/21 (Student at Violet Academy +1) (Powerful Prisoner +10) (Traitor to Humanity +10)
Sacred World Status: Active
Looking at this screen, Indra couldn't help but smile more.
On the 2nd day of prison, he bought 9 soldiers to complete the staff and built a new dining hall with the remaining points, then on the 3rd day he bought the Grade 2 Neural Potion, allowing him to train for 30 minutes a day in his prison cell, always using them just before going to sleep.
That way, if anything happened, he could use those 30 minutes to defend himself.
Fortunately for him, or his opponents, the human mentality was quite different from the past. Here everyone got to know their enemies 100% before attacking them, thus ensuring 99% victory and minimizing losses.
Moreover, if the enemies had a back-ground, it would avoid many problems.
To his surprise, the new dining hall could feed 15 people and not 10 like the first one, which was a nice surprise!
He also bought a sword and a bow for himself with the remaining points from the second day.
On the third day, a new training area appeared. This new training area had not only a few dumbbells, but at least a hundred weights ranging from 0.5 to 20kg. There were also several wooden devices for doing pull-ups. It was already starting to look like something, although it was still very rudimentary.
All this would cost at least a few thousand euros on Earth.
Indra, with the two remaining points, bought two swords, he wanted to keep one for himself and one for collective use. But unfortunately, his system could not send him anything directly, everything had to go through a transport ship.
In his current situation, let alone manage to land on Earth, it is impossible to deliver anything to a criminal convicted of crimes against humanity.
So both will be for collective use. Perhaps a soldier will have some talent in handling the sword, which may be useful in the future.
On the other hand, the cost of upgrading the training ground to level 2 was double the cost of the first ground, costing 60 prestige points, so there will be no short term upgrade.
On the 4th day, it was the dormitory's turn to appear, and likewise the upgrade to the next level cost double the first dormitory, or 40 prestige points. This dormitory could also house 15 people, so a person had the luxury of not having anyone above him or her, and even had the luxury of having a small cabinet to store personal belongings.
Indra was already happy that day for this good news, but he was even happier because he could now summon 15 new soldiers without any problem!
However, it was only on the 5th day that he was finally able to fill up his staff.
Then from the 5th day to the 14th, he had used his 12 daily points to equip his soldiers, for a total of 98 prestige points.
But by this time, he had realized how insignificant his 12 points were.
An assault rifle cost 10 points, a handgun 5 points, Kevlar armor 30 points, a fragmentation grenade 5 points, an empty magazine 1 point, and 300 conventional bullets of any type also represented one point.
Thus, Indra was too poor to even fully equip a soldier.
He could only resort to buying one handgun, 2 magazines for them, and 1500 bullets per day.
1500 bullets were barely enough for one person to train for a day.
Since Indra was too poor, he had to order his soldiers to share the weapons and ammunition, but the advantage was that all his soldiers had already received military training, so they used 1000 bullets a day divided into 25 individuals to maintain their accuracy.
Indra also used 400 bullets a day for training, leaving only 100 bullets as stock.
But that was more than enough, since Indra didn't plan to send his soldiers on a mission for quite some time.
Indra had made only one exception one day, he had purchased an assault rifle named Hemington-412 with an empty magazine and 300 rounds of 5.5 mm ammunition that came with them, and had given it to Kyra.
Kyra was not the soldier with the most potential, reaching only 2.9 in average stars, while 5 soldiers exceeded 3 and one named Yanis even reached 3.7, making him a little genius.
However, Kyra was the hardest working and currently the strongest apart from Indra, already reaching 1.5 in life force, 1.3 in combat instinct and 1.8 in intelligence.
Indra could only win because of his abilities in his past life, and even that was complicated because Kyra was not a beginner, and had even been on the battlefield. This made her psychology much stronger, and although not displayed by the system, it was a factor that could make the difference in a fight.
This made Indra happy though, he was not afraid that his soldiers were stronger than him, he was only afraid that they were too weak to be placed on a battlefield!
The former top geniuses in the past probably reached 3 stars on average, while Indra himself, in his past life, must have reached 4 stars by the time he was 18.
However, a potential remains only a potential, it is not because the system displays this data that the person in question will reach them even if he trains during his whole life.
If they manage to reach 60% of their potential by the age of 30 and 70% by the age of 40, it would be incredible.
Most people will not even reach 10% of their potential for various reasons, but the main one is always willpower.
With more willpower, everything progresses faster, and everything becomes much more fluid. Even when reality hits you in the face, and everyone around you is against you, you can get up and perform miracles.
That's how the legends were born.
"Currently, I have nine soldiers with handguns and Kyra with a Hemington-412.
Thinking back to the prison facilities, Indra frowned, fading her good mood.
"Continuing on this path is not an option, I absolutely must reach 100 prestige points to build the factory. The material for the soldiers is far too expensive to buy through the laboratory."
While Indra was deep in thought, a hand came to rest on his shoulder.
"Young man, since you are new I will teach you some...".
However he could not finish because of a conditioned reflex, Indra raised his hand and seized his arm.
Then, using all his power, he directly projected the man behind him on the table, crushing all the dishes that were there, while making a deafening noise.
And he didn't regret this move at all, in this prison he had absolutely no friends, so the only result when someone touched his shoulder in this way was this.
5 uniformed prison guards consequently appeared in the room armed with a few sticks as well as a handgun that was not drawn.
"Can someone tell me what's going on here!?" shouted a middle-aged man with an imposing build, obviously the leader of this team.
However, his voice dropped slightly as he saw the incongruous scene before him.
After all, there was a man lying on a table moaning in pain right in front of a young man sitting in a wheelchair.
Moreover, the team leader could not see any expression on that youthful face, it even looked like the latter was feeling bored.
"As you can see gentlemen, this man dived onto my table in surprise, thinking that the table I was eating on was a slide. You should seriously drug test this man, it's not only his own sanity but also our safety that is at stake," Indra said seriously as stunned eyes stared at him.
"Besides, since you are his friends, you will clean up all this mess for me." continued Indra as he turned around and looked at 3 prisoners behind him.
Then Indra spun his wheels with his hands and calmly walked out of the dining room.
No one dared to block his way, not even the guards, because even in those days, everyone felt an exaggerated empathy for the disabled.
Even though it was really heavy on a day-to-day basis, there were always advantages.
Indra knew from her new memories that in the prisons, no violence was allowed except in the vacant lot outside the building.
As long as the prisoners could continue working the next day, the guards didn't care.
But inside the buildings, it could easily turn into a riot and damage the equipment, so whenever a confrontation started, the guards would immediately intervene to quell it.
They punished the offenders severely.
However, none of them had the desire to beat a disabled person or a fainting person with a stick.
"Oli, what do we do now?" asked one of the guards.
"Forget it, just pass on to the kitchen staff that these few prisoners accidentally dropped their dishes on the floor when they were teasing each other, so the dishes broke. They will pay for the damage themselves," said Oli, addressing his colleagues and the prisoners with a straight face.
