No wonder I'd transmigrated wearing a character's avatar, yet somehow ended up as a blank-slate alt account. Worse still, there was no system, no leveling panel.
That meant that although I'd transmigrated using a character avatar, I would never be able to level up.
The only benefits I could gain from this character avatar were the skills that came with a blank-slate alt account.
For example, looting.
So the main account had transmigrated here first.
The Lord of the Manor looked at Qin Yang with an increasingly complicated expression and slowly nodded.
"You're not wrong, actually."
Qin Yang fell silent for a moment and began counting on his fingers.
"So why are you telling me this now? Let me guess.
You're giving me your identity, status, power, memories—everything you have—and even pointing out the road for me.
Next, I'll become the Lord of the Manor, then fight Taiyi all the way, and finally succeed.
Hmm, or perhaps I'll fail and can only play through this world's transmigration one more time.
I'll descend into ancient times as the Lord of the Manor, become the main account, fight the Three Heavenly Emperors of antiquity again, and fail in the end, leaving behind only contingency plans.
Then, when my alt account arrives, I'll secretly have it confront the Three Heavenly Emperors. Strike while he's sick and take his life—first kill two Heavenly Emperors with crippled health, then kill the last one at full health...
That creates a cycle. Naturally, I am the Lord of the Manor, and you are me?
Everything was actually arranged perfectly by myself for myself.
Just like how I don't remember certain things, yet I know I arranged them myself.
Is that right?"
The Lord of the Manor stared blankly at Qin Yang, then nodded with a profoundly solemn