Transmigration, System!

"Damn, look at Bao Gong's face, it's so dark..."

"Pfft, don't say it, it really is..."

"Sigh, I'm so envious of Luo Feng..."

"...Who isn't."

Intermittent and blurry voices echoed incessantly in his mind, making Lin Fan's already darkening vision even more chaotic.

After a long while, he felt the darkness before his eyes slowly recede, and the voices in his head became less muffled.

Only when the scene before him became completely clear did Lin Fan look at the unfamiliar surroundings, feeling somewhat dazed.

Huh?

"Where is this..."

Boom!

Suddenly, a massive amount of memories flooded into Lin Fan's brain, causing his just-recovered vision to black out once more.

The original owner of this body was also named Lin Fan; quite a coincidence, the same as his own name.

The original body was an ordinary and tragic person.

His family was poor, he was an orphan, his talent for martial arts was mediocre, his grades were average, and he was a true "invisible person" in his class.

Mechanical days of going to school, heading to the martial arts gym, day after day...

There weren't many memories, so Lin Fan recovered to normal quite quickly.

He rubbed his throbbing temples and reached a conclusion with some difficulty.

"So... I've transmigrated?"

Lin Fan went through the memories in his head once more.

"Heh, I didn't expect that even after transmigrating, I'd still be this miserable."

Recalling his own terrible life before transmigrating, a bitter smile tugged at the corners of Lin Fan's mouth.

Before he transmigrated, he had lost his parents in a car accident when he was young. Since then, he had been unable to experience excessive emotions, which led to him having no friends even now.

Fortunately, his family was well-off, so he could still see a psychiatrist.

However, long-term medication did not improve his condition; instead, it became even more severe.

Heaven rewards the diligent, and he finally became depressed.

Just yesterday, for some unknown reason, he simply downed an entire bottle of pills.

When he opened his eyes again, he was here.

"It seems you really shouldn't take too many pills, or you'll actually die."

Lin Fan twitched his mouth.

However, the turbulent emotions of the original body felt both familiar and strange to him.

"...Could this be considered a good thing?"

But just then.

Rumble!

A loud noise exploded in his mind.

"Damn it... again?"

Without giving Lin Fan time to complain, his vision went black once more.

Then, a bronze palace appeared before him.

[Myriad True Self System, binding complete.]

As a cold, emotionless mechanical voice rang in his head, Lin Fan's vision returned, but he discovered he had gained an ability.

With just a single thought, he could see that bronze palace.

"Oh my system, I really have become the standard transmigrator, but this system of mine looks a bit different."

Before Lin Fan could react, the system's voice sounded again.

[Novice gift pack ready, distribute it?]

Novice gift pack?

Lin Fan was startled and hurriedly chose no.

Are you kidding? He was in a classroom right now. If he opened this pack and a bunch of things exploded out, he would be finished.

If he wanted to open it, it wouldn't be too late to do so after school.

The afternoon school bell rang, and the surrounding students bustled out of the classroom.

"A-Feng, let's go, to the martial arts gym!"

"I still have to practice my punch power today, I'm going too."

Luo Feng was soon surrounded by several boys and walked out the door, that small circle filled with the kind of enthusiasm only teenagers possess.

Lin Fan glanced at them and zipped up his school bag.

It had taken him a whole day, but he had finally adapted to his body and memories.

He could be considered fully integrated into this world.

Leaving school, taking two light rail lines, and walking for twenty minutes, Lin Fan returned to the "home" in his memories, located in a cheap public housing district.

Pushing open the paint-peeling security door, a smell of something rotting rushed toward him.

"Ugh..."

Lin Fan suppressed the urge to vomit and examined the layout of the room.

A room of less than twenty square meters, a bed, a desk, and a few boxes of discounted, near-expiry compressed biscuits stacked in the corner.

This was all the original owner had.

As for the smell of something rotting, he had no idea where it was coming from.

"..."

"This is too pathetic."

Lin Fan sighed, then walked to the bed and pulled the curtains shut.

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

"System, open the novice gift pack."

As Lin Fan's voice fell, the system's prompt sounded.

[You have obtained: Companion Divine Weapon · Martial Artist: Calamity]

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

[Companion Divine Weapon traits: Infinite growth, indestructible, cannot be used by others without permission, can be recalled across distances (ignores distance, forcibly returns to the host's side).]

[You have obtained: X-101 Stealth Battleship, status: perfect.]

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

[Prompt: Your telekinetic talent has awakened.]

[Prompt: You have obtained Basic Martial Artist 36 Forms]

[Prompt: You have obtained Basic Telekinetic 18 Forms]

Just as the system's prompt ended, the back of Lin Fan's neck suddenly went numb.

It felt as if countless tiny electric currents were crawling up his spine, then drilling into his brain, and then "pop," exploding.

"Wha..."

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

But just as he fainted, the stinging pain in his brain woke him up again.

"Damn it... again???"

Hum.

Lin Fan's vision went black again.

Back and forth three times, and finally, Lin Fan's vision stopped blacking out.

But before he could celebrate, he felt his heart begin to beat violently.

It was as if his heart had suddenly been injected with a high concentration of stimulants, as if it were about to explode.

The next second, his bones began to heat up.

It wasn't an illusion.

The heat seemed to be erupting from his very marrow; he felt an invisible force forcibly correcting his body structure:

Muscle fibers were pulled tight, torn, and then regrown.

Fascia felt like it was being severed inch by inch, then regrown and reconnected...

The excruciating pain made Lin Fan wail and roll on the floor.

Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise, his commotion would likely have attracted a crowd of onlookers.

But pain was pain, yet Lin Fan could clearly feel a power surging up from every part of his body.

He didn't know how much time had passed before the pain finally dissipated.

"Damn, that was lethal..."

Lin Fan lay paralyzed on the ground, gasping for air.

"However, my body really does feel different now."

Lying on the floor, Lin Fan looked at the empty mineral water bottle on the edge of the bed.

He didn't reach out to grab it; he simply moved his mind.

The mineral water bottle swayed gently, as if held by an invisible hand, slowly leaving the edge of the bed and hovering in mid-air.

"Telekinesis..."

Lin Fan watched this magical scene, a look of novelty flashing in his eyes.

This was the charm of an extraordinary world.

But the next second.

Crack—

An ominous sound reached Lin Fan's ears.

Lin Fan's gaze moved past the edge of the bed and fell toward the center of the room—

A giant scythe, black as obsidian, was "lying" on the floor, and the old cement floor beneath it was now cracking like a biscuit...

"Damn it!! Oh no!!"