· Sewer Boy

Long ago, the deities of the celestial realm descended to the lower world to seek excitement among their "children." Eventually, the gods made a choice: they would dwell in this lower world with their "children" forever. They chose to seal away their divine power, submit themselves to a life of hardship and inconvenience, and live out their days in joy.

The gods gave their "children" a gift—a power called the "Blessing" to fight monsters. Those who received this power became members of that god's familia, becoming family.

The gods established various clans in the lower world, granting their people the 'Blessing', and built the vast Labyrinth City Orario at the entrance to the Dungeon!

At this moment, in a sewer beneath Orario, a youth with a stainless steel basin on his head slowly poked his head out, only to quickly retract it the next second.

Indeed, this youth was just another cliché transmigrator, and he even came equipped with a cheat called the Class Inheritance System.

This morning, 24-year-old Lu Qiming was washing his face and had just intended to fetch water with his newly purchased stainless steel basin when his vision flashed. He was instantly transported to this world, landing right in a sewer.

Just as Lu Qiming was wondering how he had ended up here, a mechanical voice with a distinct mature woman's flair suddenly echoed in his mind.

"Ding! Inheritor No. 10086 has successfully arrived in the labyrinth city of Orario."

"Who?! Who's talking? Come out if you have the guts!"

Startled by the sudden voice, Lu Qiming grabbed the stainless steel basin in his hand, intending to see which jerk was playing tricks on him. The voice in his mind sounded again.

"Host location is currently secure. Commencing data transmission."

The next second, Lu Qiming collapsed to the ground, the stainless steel basin slipping from his hands and landing squarely on his head.

"It hurts! I'm dying, I'm dying! My brain is trembling!"

After a long while, Lu Qiming crawled up from the sewer, rubbing his head while crouching down to straighten the basin on his head. Recalling the information in his mind, he quietly looked around and realized the nearby architecture was nothing like the style of his hometown.

After all, aside from tourist attractions, such medieval fantasy-style building complexes were rarely seen in the modern world. Furthermore, Lu Qiming's home was in China, and there were no such attractions nearby; one would have to go abroad to see them.

"...So, did I really transmigrate? Am I not dreaming?"

"Analysis: Successful transmigration confirmed. Current mental state is stable. Possibility of dreaming is denied."

In his mind, the mechanical, mature voice answered Lu Qiming meticulously, shattering his fantasy that he was still dreaming.

"Damn it!"

Once Lu Qiming confirmed he wasn't dreaming, he curled up even more cautiously. After all, according to the information transmitted by the system, he had arrived in an anime world he had watched before.

Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon?

This world revolved around a guy named Bell who, after joining Hestia's Familia, constantly adventured in the Dungeon and wooed various girls. However, as the anime showed, this was a world where might made right, and most of those adventurers were not exactly good people.

He, on the other hand, was just a guy from a peaceful world who had only been in a few fights and killed a chicken or two in his life. If he were discovered by adventurers, he wouldn't even know how he died.

Thinking of this, Lu Qiming whispered, "System."

"Ding!"

As soon as Lu Qiming finished speaking, a pale blue, high-tech light screen appeared out of thin air before him. On it was a youth who looked to be sixteen or seventeen, with a string of text displayed beside him.

"Name: Lu Qiming Age: 16 Spirit: 7(10) Strength: 9(10) Agility: 8(10) Physique: 9(10) Class: None"

Lu Qiming suppressed his trembling body and stared fixedly at the screen. Only then did he start to believe he had truly transmigrated; after all, the modern world hadn't developed such advanced projection technology yet.

"I really did transmigrate. And with a system, no less. I've even gone from 24 years old back to 16."

Looking at the familiar figure on the screen, it was exactly how he looked at 16: short, jet-black hair, a pair of black pupils, and a slightly cold, handsome face.

According to the information transmitted by the system, when it brought him to this world, it reshaped his body. Although his physical stats hadn't decreased, he had been reverted to the age of 16.

He was the system's 10,086th chosen one. The 10,085 predecessors before him had either died during the transmigration process or failed to complete the system's tasks in their first world, leading to them being abandoned by the system.

However, compared to those who died during transit, they were much better off. Even if abandoned, they still retained their inherited classes, allowing them to at least survive in that world.

Conversely, they lost the opportunity to travel to other worlds and unlock new classes.

That's right, the primary purpose of this system was to cultivate powerful class inheritors. As for its goal, that was it: to lead the host through various planes and unlock brand-new classes.

All Lu Qiming, as the host, had to do was one thing: constantly hone and strengthen his inherited class, complete the system's tasks, and travel to various planes to unlock new classes.

In other words, aside from system tasks, Lu Qiming could do whatever he wanted. He could even use the system's power to rule the world or start a massive harem—every day could be his first day!

Just as Lu Qiming was daydreaming, the system's mature voice sounded again.

"Ding! Information reception complete. Would you like to initiate your first class inheritance?"

"Yes!"

As soon as Lu Qiming spoke, a colorful disc appeared before him. Each color represented a class: green for Farmer, blood-red for Warrior, black for Assassin, purple for Mage, and red for Alchemist.

Before Lu Qiming could even get a clear look, the colorful disc began to spin.