Transmigration, System!

"Damn, look at how black Bao Gong's face is..."

"Pfft, you're not wrong..."

"Ah, I really envy Luo Feng..."

"...Who doesn't?"

Faint, fragmented voices kept drifting through Lin Fan's mind. His vision had already been fading in and out, and now his thoughts grew even more muddled.

After a while, the darkness before his eyes slowly receded, and the voices in his head became clearer.

Once the scene before him had finally come into focus, Lin Fan stared at the unfamiliar surroundings, his mind still a little foggy.

??

"Where is this..."

Boom!

A flood of memories suddenly poured into Lin Fan's mind, making his newly restored vision go dark again.

The original owner of this body was also called Lin Fan. By a strange coincidence, they had the same name.

The original Lin Fan was an ordinary person with a miserable life.

He came from a poor family, had no parents, had mediocre talent as a warrior, and got average grades. He was a bona fide "invisible man" in his class.

Every day, he went through the motions of going to school and the martial arts gym, day after day...

There weren't many memories, so Lin Fan recovered fairly quickly.

He rubbed his aching temples and struggled to reach a conclusion.

"So... I transmigrated?"

Lin Fan ran through the memories he had just received once more.

"Heh. I never thought that even after transmigrating, I'd still be this miserable."

Thinking back to his terrible life before transmigrating, Lin Fan's lips curled into a bitter smile.

Before he transmigrated, he had lost his parents in a car accident when he was young. After that, he could no longer experience intense emotions, and as a result, he still didn't have many friends.

Fortunately, his family had been well-off, so he could still afford to see a therapist.

But long-term medication hadn't improved his condition. If anything, it had made it worse.

Heaven helps those who help themselves. He had finally become depressed.

Then, yesterday, for some reason, he'd gone and swallowed an entire bottle of pills.

When he opened his eyes again, he was here.

"Guess you really can't take too many pills. They can actually kill you."

Lin Fan's mouth twitched.

But the intense emotions coursing through the original owner made him feel both familiar and strange.

"...Maybe this is a good thing?"

Just then—

Rumble!

A thunderous crash exploded in his mind.

"What the hell... again?"

Lin Fan didn't even have time to complain before his vision went black again.

Then a bronze hall appeared before him.

[Myriad True Self System successfully bound.]

A mechanical voice, devoid of emotion, sounded in his mind. Lin Fan's vision returned, and he realized he had gained an ability.

With just a thought, he could see the bronze hall.

"Good grief, a system really is standard equipment for transmigrators now, huh? But mine looks a little different."

Before Lin Fan could react, the system spoke again.

[Starter pack ready. Distribute? Yes/No]

A starter pack?

Lin Fan jolted and hurriedly chose No.

Are you kidding? He was in a classroom right now. If he opened the pack and a bunch of stuff popped out, he'd be done for.

He could wait until after school and open it once he got home.

The afternoon school bell rang, and the students around him streamed out of the classroom in a bustling crowd.

"Feng, come on. Let's go to the martial arts gym!"

"We've still got to work on our punching power today. I'm coming too."

Luo Feng was soon surrounded by several boys and ushered out the door. Their little circle was filled with the kind of lively warmth only teenagers could have.

Lin Fan glanced at them and zipped up his backpack.

It had taken him the whole day, but he had finally gotten used to his body and its memories.

He had more or less fully integrated into this world.

After leaving school, he took the light rail twice and then walked for twenty minutes before returning to the "home" in his memories, in a cheap public housing complex.

He pushed open the peeling metal security door, and a foul stench immediately hit him.

"Ugh..."

Lin Fan fought back the urge to vomit and looked around the room.

It was less than twenty square meters, with a bed, a table, and several boxes of discounted near-expiry compressed biscuits piled in the corner.

That was everything the original owner had.

As for the rotten smell, he had no idea where it was coming from.

"..."

"This place is way too shabby."

Lin Fan sighed, then went over to the bed and drew the curtains.

It was poor, sure, but at least he had a place to stay. He wouldn't have to sleep under a bridge.

"System, open the starter pack."

As soon as Lin Fan spoke, the system prompt appeared.

[You have obtained: Companion Divine Weapon · Warrior: Calamity]

[You have obtained: Companion Divine Weapon · Spiritual Force: Sky Splitter]

[Companion Divine Weapon traits: Unlimited growth, indestructible, cannot be used by others without permission, can be recalled across any distance (ignores distance and forcibly returns to the host).]

[You have obtained: X-101 Stealth Combat Ship. Condition: Perfect.]

[You have obtained: 1,000 Silver Blue Coins, 1,000 Black Dragon Coins, 1,000 Ganwu Coins, 1,000 Universe Coins.]

[Notice: Your Spiritual Force talent has awakened.]

[Notice: You have obtained Basic Warrior 36 Forms.]

[Notice: You have obtained Basic Spiritual Master 18 Forms.]

The system had barely finished its prompts when the back of Lin Fan's neck suddenly tingled.

It felt as if countless tiny currents were crawling up his spine and burrowing into his head, before bursting with a sharp pop.

"Wha..."

Before Lin Fan could figure out what was happening, his vision suddenly went black.

But he had barely passed out when the stabbing pain in his head jolted him awake.

"Damn... again???"

Buzz.

Lin Fan's vision went black again.

After going through that three times, his vision finally stopped fading to black.

But before he could even feel relieved, his heart began pounding furiously.

It was as if a high dose of stimulants had suddenly been injected into his heart, making it feel ready to explode.

The next second, his bones began to heat up.

It wasn't his imagination.

The heat seemed to rise from every inch of his body. He felt an unseen force forcibly correcting his body's structure:

His muscle fibers tightened, tore, and then grew back anew.

His fascia seemed to be severed inch by inch, only for new tissue to grow and reconnect...

The pain was so intense that Lin Fan kept howling and rolling around on the floor.

Luckily, there was no one nearby. Otherwise, all that commotion would probably have drawn a crowd of onlookers.

But despite the pain, Lin Fan could clearly feel a force surging up from every part of his body.

He didn't know how much time passed before the pain finally faded away.

"Holy crap, that nearly killed me..."

Lin Fan collapsed on the floor, gasping for breath.

"But... my body really does feel different."

Lying on the floor, Lin Fan looked toward the empty plastic water bottle beside the bed.

He didn't reach out to grab it. He merely focused his thoughts.

The bottle wobbled slightly, as if an invisible hand had taken hold of it, then slowly lifted off the edge of the bed and floated in midair.

"Spiritual Force..."

Watching the wondrous scene, Lin Fan's eyes lit up with curiosity.

This was the charm of a transcendent world.

But the next second—

Crack—

An ominous sound reached Lin Fan's ears.

His gaze shifted past the edge of the bed to the middle of the room—

A gigantic scythe, black as obsidian, was "lying" on the floor. Beneath it, the old concrete flooring had cracked in every direction like a biscuit...

"Holy crap!! This is bad!!"