The night was deep.
Aaron opened his eyes.
His head felt groggy. When he touched his forehead, it was surprisingly hot.
Clearly, he had a fever.
This dimensional descent... my luck was pretty bad this time.
His lips were dry and cracked, his limbs weak and limp...
Aaron knew all too well just how frail this descended body was.
Perhaps that was precisely why the original owner had died outright, leaving the body to him?
So-called dimensional descent meant transmitting one's consciousness into another, lower dimension.
And there was more than one dimensional world.
At Blood Battle Martial Arts School, there were several carefully marked planes that had already been mostly explored and deemed suitable for Apprentices to train and break through in.
Unfortunately, their prices were far too high.
Other than that, one could only take their chances and explore unknown dimensions.
Aaron had only 1 lang on him, so naturally he chose to explore an unknown dimension.
Moreover, since only consciousness was transferred, it could be done within the virtual universe, making it quite convenient.
"Generally speaking... exploring an unknown dimension carries a 32.97% chance of falling into a dimensional gap and having one's consciousness annihilated outright... By that measure, I got lucky."
"However... according to my spiritual intuition... this should be the dimensional world most suited to me, right?"
Aaron murmured.
As he calmed his mind, he noticed even more differences. "This world... spiritual power can't be used?"
"No... it should be because its foundational dimensional laws are different and need to be altered... If my true body or the Secret Source were here, perhaps they could simply force it through and instantly rewrite a world's fundamental laws... In other words, instead of adapting myself to the world, I would make the world adapt to me! But