A massive stream of data cascaded down like a tide, eventually coalescing into an attribute panel:
Name: [Sulu Portley]
Profession: [None]
Rank: [0]
Title: [None]
Strength: [1.1], Agility: [1.2], Constitution: [0.9], Spirit: [1.5]
Skills: [None]
Passives: [Common Hebraic LV3], [Basic Physics LV4], [Demon Hunting Lore LV1], [Ancient Hebraic LV2]
XP: [0]
[Ding! Skill book detected: Corpse Maiden Creation. Learning requires prerequisite passive: Ancient Hebraic LV2, Spirit 1.4! ...Conditions met! Do you wish to consume 50 XP to learn it?]
A cold, mechanical voice echoed within Sulu's mind.
Could this be... the attribute panel from that trashy online game I was playing when I died of overwork in my past life?
Sulu was speechless: "A golden finger that arrives four years late... My worldview is shattered... completely shattered... there's no saving it..."
He had a rough guess: the stimulation he had just received caused a flood of memories to surface, signifying a true integration with the original Sulu Portley—or rather, an integration with this world—which was why the golden finger had finally appeared. There was definitely a connection between the two.
Of course, this page of Black Sorcery could also be one of the reasons the attribute panel was triggered.
In any case, everything was shrouded in mystery.
"[Corpse Maiden Creation]? ...Since even the attribute panel acknowledges it as a skill, then clearly... supernatural power truly exists. Why would this body's brother, Rhode, entrust a page of Black Sorcery to his younger brother? Where did it come from? Could it be... dangerous?"
Sulu's expression turned solemn and grave. His intuition told him there was a conspiracy afoot!
A younger brother who had run away from home four years ago suddenly receives a letter from his brother containing a page of evil Black Sorcery—how could that not be suspicious?
"More importantly, XP? Experience points? Where am I supposed to get those? Do I have to go hunt monsters?"
Sulu looked conflicted.
In a game, one could kill to their heart's content and watch the experience points roll in, but this was a living, breathing world. He had lived here for four years and had no desire to plunge headfirst into a sea of blood and corpses.
Just as he hesitated, a phantom, icy current suddenly emerged from the page of Black Sorcery in his hand, seeping into his body through his fingers and making Sulu shiver.
Immediately, the light screen before his eyes flickered, and the number next to the XP began to climb rapidly: +1, +1, +1...
"That's it!"
Sulu realized with a start: "The online game worked the same way. Experience points weren't just gained from killing monsters or completing quests; you could also earn them through reading and practice!"
He felt this was likely the case, though it was also possible the attribute panel was absorbing some kind of energy from the paper itself.
Sulu tried testing it with a straight face: "System! Sys-tem?!"
"Quest log?"
"Give me a quest..."
"Damn it, it turns out only the attribute panel followed me over. Zero stars for this golden finger!!"
After experimenting for a while, he finally concluded that his golden finger consisted solely of character digitization—the attribute panel.
As for a quest system, a portable grandfather, or artificial intelligence? Sorry, none of that existed!!
"Forget it, I suppose it's fine without them."
Sulu muttered, feeling a sense of relief. Although he was, as Sean put it, "a poker-faced person who is actually quite sharp-tongued," he possessed a heart that yearned for freedom and had no interest in being tethered to a "grandfather" or forced to complete mandatory quests.
After fiddling around for a while, the XP finally crawled up to 50, and the current within the page was completely exhausted.
Sulu took a deep breath: "I have to try it at least once."
He pulled up the previous prompt and firmly selected 'Yes'!
"Confirming skill acquisition: Corpse Maiden Creation!"
With a thought, the experience points at the bottom of the attribute panel were instantly consumed, returning to 0.
At the same time, Sulu let out a muffled groan, feeling as if a brick had been shoved into his brain. A vast amount of knowledge surfaced, all related to the Black Sorcery—Corpse Maiden Creation.
"A Corpse Maiden is the most basic Black Sorcery construct. Requirements: a female corpse, the caster's blood... Note: it must be a female corpse; males will not work!"
"When drawing the magic circle, pay attention to the position of the pentagram. The points of the star must align with the dark constellations in the sky to increase the success rate..."
"A Corpse Maiden possesses no intelligence and has low combat power. Among the community of Black Sorcerers, they are mostly considered servant-level entities... However, by increasing the caster's level, powerful Black Sorcerers can often create enhanced types of Corpse Maidens for combat."
Sulu clutched his head; this was completely different from the memories that had surfaced before.
After all, Sulu's previous memories had all belonged to this original body, merely forgotten and waiting within the recesses of his mind.
But this time, it felt as if someone had taken an axe to his skull, ruthlessly cramming foreign knowledge inside!
The agony was worlds apart from what he had experienced before!
Sulu gritted his teeth with all his might, managing to keep from screaming out loud.
"Haa... haa..."
He gasped for air, finally calming down after a few minutes. Looking at the Black Sorcery parchment again, many parts that had previously seemed incomprehensible now flowed smoothly, clear at a glance, even stirring an impulse in Sulu to try it out immediately.
He checked his status panel, and sure enough, it had changed again:
[Consumed 50 XP, learned Black Sorcery—Corpse Maiden Creation, current level LV1!]
Behind the skills column, a sub-entry for [Corpse Maiden Creation LV1] had instantly appeared.
Sulu touched it lightly with his intent, and more information surfaced: [Corpse Maiden Creation LV1: Through a specific ritual, grant a female corpse temporary vitality; success rate is low.]
"It's real!"
Sulu muttered to himself, clenching his fists.
He took a deep breath, slowly folded the Black Sorcery parchment, tucked it back into the envelope, organized the rest of his belongings, and stood up.
He scanned his surroundings; there were a few other students scattered across the lawn. The closest one was over ten meters away, lying down to sunbathe with thunderous snoring.
More than fifty meters away, a couple sat on a spread-out sheet, enjoying a picnic date.
He looked up; the sun was still blazing.
No one knew that just moments ago, right beside them, a fellow student had confirmed the existence of sorcery!
This world... is truly about to change!
Sulu thought to himself, and without looking back, he left the area.