Origin

By searching through this body's previous 'memories,' Sulu quickly grasped some of the information.

Bai Jing, male.

Twenty-five years old, with a college diploma.

Current occupation: Chef.

Status: Heartbroken, in debt.

For a young person with little experience, either of these two things can be a huge blow, but if they happen together, it can be devastating.

Therefore, Bai Jing chose to drown his sorrows in alcohol.

After drinking an unknown amount of inferior liquor, he died suddenly in his rented shop, and then encountered Sulu's possession.

"I have to say, what a pathetic start... But, heartbreak is one thing, but what's with the debt?"

Sulu touched his head, then remembered something.

Oh, so it was a loan he took out to rent this shop and cover his expenses with his girlfriend.

As a "city drifter" who graduated only a few years ago, has no money left and no family support, it is naturally impossible for Bai Jing to get a bank loan.

Bai Jing desperately needed money at the time, and that's how he embarked on a path of no return.

His original plan was good: take out a loan to start a business, and as long as he made money, he could pay it back.

Unfortunately, although Bai Jing had studied culinary arts in college and was full of confidence to make a name for himself in the city, reality dealt him a harsh blow!

Basically, most young people, except for the privileged few, have experienced this blow.

Bai Jing thought he was a master chef, but in reality, he couldn't even keep up with the demand at a roadside stall, and had been losing money ever since he started operating.

By now, it's certain that they can't repay the money.

At this critical juncture, his girlfriend, who had promised to fight alongside him, ran away.

I wonder what influenced my drinking tonight to drown my sorrows.

Anyway, the original Bai Jing is dead, and the current one is Sulu lives on by assuming his identity.

"It's rare to see someone in such a miserable state; they should be a standard protagonist template... Looks like I've become your cheat code? If your consciousness doesn't dissipate any later..."

Sulu muttered a complaint, then took a deep breath. "The Attribute Panel!"

The next moment, countless data streams appeared before his eyes, cascading down like a waterfall to form the screen:

Name: [Sulu Potter] (Bai Jing)

Strength: [1.0], Agility: [1.1], Constitution: [0.9], Spirit: [1.2]

Skill: [Cooking LV1]

XP:[0]

"The stats for this body are really... just average..."

"But..." Sulu clenched his fist, a look of wild joy on his face. "Sure enough... the Attribute Panel is still there."

The Attribute Panel doesn't show his professional abilities, but rather the characteristics he gained while 'traveling' with him.

Now it seems that his 'status' is indeed very high.

This ritual can definitely play a significant role in the success of the ceremony.

The world still seemed to be in summer; the nights weren't cold.

Sulu tidied up the trash, then shuffled across the kitchen and hall, pulling open the roller shutter door.

Although it was night, the streetlights outside still shone with a warm glow, and neon lights flickered on the surfaces of the tall buildings not far away.

A bright, clear Bright Moon hangs high in the sky.

"Really..."

A look of nostalgia and reminiscence appeared in Sulu's eyes, and he thought of the history of this world.

As a parallel world, its historical development is largely similar to my memories, but there are also some differences.

For example, the names of some countries, and some landmark events.

"A subtle feeling... Before, I thought this was my hometown, but after actually seeing it, I realized... it's not at all!"

Sulu shook his head and then tried to sense the void and Spirit World of this world again.

Clearly... he can't do anything!

"The Spirit Tide has not recovered... no, it's that an even more terrifying Spirit Tide has been completely cut off!"

If it is true that other worlds could still have low-level superhumans during Twilight of the Gods...

This world is truly 'severed from Spirit Tide '!

It previously did not support any extraordinary power whatsoever; not even a first-tier professional could exist within it!

This is an absolutely extraordinary desert!

It is precisely because of this, coupled with its remote location, that it has not been 'contaminated' by the gods.

' The Spirit Tide has not appeared... No extraordinary power can manifest! My spirit cannot transform into Inspiration, so naturally I cannot contact dimensions or the Spirit World...'

Sulu frowned. "Do I have to live like an ordinary person for a while?"

Without extraordinary power and the ability to break the rules, he must carefully manage the identity of ' Bai Jing '.

"Damn it... when will the Spirit Tide arrive?"

Sulu was extremely concerned about this; according to his calculations, this time shouldn't be too long.

"Furthermore... this world was previously completely isolated from supernatural powers, so even with the influx of Spirit Tide, its progress would definitely be slower than other worlds, perhaps even divided into several stages?"

"Fine, I'm going back to playing on my phone!"

Sulu returned to the store, lay on the bed, unlocked his generic smartphone, and, using a network connection from who-knows-where, first opened the news.

Shocking! Aliens have appeared!

<A figure in a shooting star—pictures prove it!>

Supernatural Meteor Phenomena! Unveiling the Astronomical Mysteries You Didn't Know!

Several sensationalist news headlines immediately surfaced. In this world where social media is so developed, people can find newsworthy stories even when there's nothing to it, let alone such "paranormal" events.

Sulu clicked on one out of curiosity and found that it was indeed a news article about himself.

After all, that strange meteor was discovered by countless astronomy enthusiasts around the world.

He suspects this is because the 'explosive' discoveries at those space bases haven't been made public; otherwise, the online buzz would be far greater than this.

Sure enough, after opening some news articles, all I could see were text descriptions.

The most sensational photo was nothing more than a blurry human silhouette amidst a shooting star, with a bunch of tourists below criticizing it as a fake photoshopped image.

Aliens?

Sulu smiled slightly and continued playing on his phone.

at the same time.

The message from the space center was relayed layer by layer.

Soon a group of people took control of all the video and audio materials and sealed them as top secret.

At the spot where the meteor was expected to crash, a large number of people and hastily deployed spies had gathered.

To the suspicion of all parties, after searching for several days in the mountainous area where the meteor fell, based on the meteor's trajectory calculated by top scientists from various countries and the latest computer calculations, they found nothing.

If Sulu knew all this, he would definitely find it hilarious.

His true body and everything else have been swallowed up by this world, transformed into a seed of a transcendent system, waiting for the day it sprouts.

That meteor simply vanished into thin air, like a completely burned meteorite—how could you possibly find even a trace of it?