RISE OF THE POOR YOUTH
3. space ring
Now, he is no longer Dimas Barata, but a Dimas who lives poor and always gets humiliated and shunned by his friends except Dono. Dono and Dimas have the same life.
But Dono is still lucky, because he still has two complete parents and relatives, and they also work hand in hand to help Dono's tuition. In fact, on the sidelines of the lack of Dono and his family, they still took the time to help this dimas.
"Alright friend. The journey of life will start to return. Heh.!!. We'd better get back to where we are." Dimas Barata told himself.
Eventually Dimas tried to get up with a position that was still sitting cross-legged on the asphalt. Although he felt his legs tingling and difficult to enforce, but still he had to force himself.
Eventually Dimas decided to return to the rented place of the original Dimas for a year with his own hard-earned money. When this Dimas Barata entered the residence, which could be said to be far from the word luxury, he was not surprised because he himself had known how the life of the original owner of this body was.
But still, he became surprised because in the rented house there is only a stove, a small closet and also a thin bed. The rest were nothing fancy in that place.
Dimas was really living with mediocre.even though the hard-earned money and hard work was good enough to meet the needs of his life, Stupidly his income money was even given to a woman named Sarah who was considered a woman who would definitely accompany him in the future, but it turned out to be betraying him.
"It turns out that we are both fools who trust people until we forget our own happiness and end up like this." Said Dimas while smiling wryly laughing at the stupidity of Dimas the owner of the body is also himself a great swordsman.
Finally, armed with the memory of the owner of this body, Dimas began to enter the bathroom and clean himself. But before that, he first cooked the remaining rice one tekong in the middle size jar.
"rice is hard. heh..!!" abugn.
after that, he continued to clean himself. After the work is done, and because you don't know what to do. He tried to take the Lotus position and meditate. He intended to feel Is in this world, they could feel the pure air of nature to be managed into spiritual power.
"I'm confused what to do. Honestly, this world is completely foreign, but fortunately there is a provision of memories left behind. Uh, but I'd better try meditating first. I knew there was something precious that followed me into this world. As well as knowing the energy density of the forces of nature in this place." Said Dimas again.
He who was sitting in the room and on a thin mattress finally began to take the position of Lotus and concentrate his mind.
Suddenly a golden light also came out from there. And it turns out that although the strength is not perfect, but he felt little by little a sense of warmth entering through the pores of his skin.
although the available energy like this, but he is sure, will definitely return in its heyday. But, he again became pessimistic, when he felt the power or energy emitted by nature in this world is not as natural and equivalent to energy while he was in the martial world.
"heaven..... It seems like it will be very difficult to become a swordsman here. But it's okay, even a little bit I can definitely increase my strength by at least being able to keep myself in this foreign world." Mumbles Dimas while eyes closed.
"What is my only feeling, is not the ring that holds all my valuables and treasures in the martial world can not come with me.. but why do I feel as if my ring finger is circled by that transparent ring. I'd better check it out soon." Mumbled Again.
Finally he refocused his mind to find a space ring that stored a million valuables of his own and even space was infinite and could store various forms of objects and also food.
But Dimas himself only used the ring to store his valuables, including relics belonging to his parents who have now returned to Rahmatullah. And finally he was still able to penetrate the storage room. Realizing that he had entered the storage room, it was inevitable that Dimas was very happy.
"remarkable. It turned out that the ring followed me all the way here.what because this ring has bound my soul so that wherever my soul goes, it will follow it unless it is destroyed." Dimas himself analyzes how the ring works.
"mmm... I feel like it. Good then.so I don't have to worry anymore about going hungry and dying silly in this world. Instead, some of this gold I brought for sale. Anyway I don't have a money handle." Said Dimas while holding a chunk of gold intact.
Usually gold in the world will be used as one of the medium of exchange transactions there. But when Dimas found the memory that the transaction tool here uses paper money with nominal uncertain and also found that the selling power of gold in any form here is very expensive, finally decided to sell some.
After finding and taking a chunk of gold from his storage room Dimas quickly immediately focused his mind back to get out of the storage room.
Syuutt
"huh..!!! At last. I got a priceless treasure, even though in my place this is not an extraordinary thing." he said while observing the gold.
"Hoooaaimmmm... Hais... I'm sleepy like. I should sleep first to rest my body. Usually in the martial world I would not be easily tired but different in this place. But yes, enjoy it." said Dimas while putting a piece of gold beside his bed and also taking a position on his back on the mattress. And before long he began to fall asleep and enter the dreamland.
Dreamworld
"Haha... Finally the stupid swordsman died in my hands.. Who told you to rival me heh...!!" Said the same man who killed Dimas Barata.
"Yes dear. I didn't expect it to turn out that the swordsman that the genius said was quite stupid. And we easily take advantage of its existence and seek our training. Now in this world only we are strong hahaha." Said the Woman.
"Dear, I'm glad I listened to your words lest I ever beat that stupid genius." Rakhar said as he stroked the woman's face affectionately.