Represents Happiness, Represents Joy

I'm already a hopeless illiterate.

Gong Qiying flipped through the manuscript, with only one thought in his mind – he couldn't understand it.

It wasn't that he couldn't understand it at all, but rather like a middle-of-the-class student seeing a super difficult problem done by a top student and being unable to read on.

Thanks to Godwyn's memories, Gong Qiying could understand every technical term in the manuscript, and could also see the connections between the terms and the experimental steps. However, he often felt dizzy after reading halfway through. Some content required him to think carefully to understand, and the consequence of doing so was that the more he read, the more annoyed he became, eventually being unable to continue.

The general meaning of this manuscript was to transfer one's soul to the corpse of the same race through a certain magic ritual. Under the effect of the magic, the corpse would completely transform into the appearance of the soul, whether it was appearance, voice, or more intrinsic things like genetic makeup, everything would be completely changed.

The only thing that remained unchanged was probably that it was still essentially a lump of flesh.

Magic, how amazing!

Gong Qiying felt that this manuscript was very useful to him, maybe he could leave the dungeon by reincarnating.

He had tried to leave the dungeon, but every time he approached the exit, he would be blocked by some inexplicable force, as if there was an invisible wall in front of him.

Seeing adventurers coming in and out every day, he couldn't describe how depressed he felt.

The sacred place you yearn for but cannot reach is actually being entered and exited by people who don't care at all (mist)

He didn't know how Zane Dungeon identified the identity of the city lord. If it was by identifying the soul, Godwyn's soul had long since perished, so how could the dungeon choose him, Gong Qiying?

If it was by identifying the body, would he lose his identity as the city lord after leaving Godwyn's body?

After thinking about it carefully, he felt that being the city lord was still happier than going out.

But people need hope to live, and he still needed to study this manuscript.

"Deep Blue, add points!"

For efficiency, he decided to use his mental power to add points to his intelligence!

The intelligence on the panel had nothing to do with his personal IQ. Increasing intelligence was actually increasing the damage he dealt when using magic.

But there is a cause for every effect. The increase in magic damage is the result of multiple factors, such as casting speed, total magic power, magic power circulation efficiency, and

Understanding of magic and the speed of learning magic!

Gong Qiying upgraded his intelligence to improve his ability to understand magic-related things and help him understand the content of the manuscript.

E+, D-, D, D+

He raised his intelligence to C- in one go. This was all done by him steadily adding points one by one. Looking back at his mental power, he had already spent one Crucible Knight.

The mental power spent was unexpectedly not too much. Gong Qiying had already prepared himself for the pain.

"Oh wow, I can understand it now,"

Not only could he understand it, but at this moment, he deeply understood why certain steps were done that way, why certain symbols were drawn in certain places, and a series of other questions he had only half-understood before.

After being able to understand it, he realized that the Corpse Rebirth Technique was somewhat different from what he had understood.

When performing Corpse Rebirth, the soul needs to be transferred to a new body, but this does not mean that the original body will be discarded. The original body still exists, and the soul can shuttle between the two bodies.

It's just that the original body will have a little problem during this process.

The handwriting describing this problem in the manuscript was very messy, the strokes were very angry, and he even wrote several "Cannot solve, cannot solve, cannot solve!!!" in red.

Gong Qiying was initially a bit apprehensive, but when he saw what the side effect was, he suddenly burst out laughing.

It turned out the side effect was—the original body would turn into a Living Corpse!

Hilarious, I'm already a Living Corpse.

Now he was relieved.

Since the Soul could travel between two bodies, it didn't matter to him whether the dungeon's identification mechanism recognized the Soul or the physical body.

What he needed to consider now was where to get a suitable corpse and the corresponding magical materials.

Unfortunately, to thank the two strangers for the manuscript, he had already put their bodies in the Curse Frog swarm for a water burial. By now, there was probably nothing left.

As for magical materials, there were some things that weren't in Godwyn's memory. They were probably new items that had appeared over the years and needed to be purchased from the outside world.

Buying wasn't a problem; he could just have Jack make a trip.

However...

"This way, Mr. Jack, Boss Leon is waiting for you,"

Led by Te Er, Jack nervously walked into a tall building—the Adventurers' Guild.

It wasn't his first time at the guild, but it was his first time on the second floor. The guild had a rule that unless invited, only Silver Rank and above Adventurers were allowed on the second floor.

The second floor was just as he imagined, quiet and dignified, completely different from the noisy first floor. Once on the second floor, soundproofing magic would block out the noise from the first floor, absolutely not disturbing the rest of the elites.

"You don't need to be so nervous, I just invited you to meet your companions," Te Er said with a smile.

"Okay," sweat dripped from Jack's forehead.

In a moment of impulse, he had accepted Te Er's invitation and joined the strategy team. That was the strategy team! Only the most elite of the elite Adventurers were qualified to join. Who hadn't fantasized about having a thrilling adventure in the dungeon with the elites of the strategy team?

As a result, he was called to meet everyone today. Thinking of the people he was about to meet as "big figures," Jack somewhat regretted his impulsiveness from yesterday.

The door to the lounge opened. A sunny, handsome young man with a gentle appearance sat in the center. As soon as he saw Jack, he showed a warm smile and said, "You must be Mr. Jack. Te Er has already introduced you to us. I am Leon, 'Lion' Leon."

"It's a pleasure to meet you," As soon as he stepped into the room, Jack felt inferiority welling up inside him, making him unable to even straighten his back.

Around him sat Adventurers in twos and threes, each exuding the aura of a strong person. Their fighting spirit and patience were even more astonishing, clearly capable of surprising their enemies.

"Let me introduce you," Te Er said proactively, "This one wearing a mask is 'Black Fist' Beidang, the dwarf sitting next to him is 'Rock' Delu, that little one over there is 'Silver Cat' Malu, and..."

"Who are you calling a little one!" Malu waved her small fists, protesting in dissatisfaction.

"Alright, alright, we can do introductions later,"

Leon waved his hand, and the lounge immediately fell silent.

"Mr. Jack, I heard that you are very familiar with this dungeon, often leading teams in and out, and have even found special products that no one has discovered yet. I presume you must be a dungeon exploration master."

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare," Jack shook his head repeatedly, "I just happened to be lucky enough to take the right path. As for being a master, that's really not the case."

Leon narrowed his eyes.

"I have a few questions I'd like to ask you. Would it be convenient for you to answer them?"

"Convenient, convenient..."

The morning passed quickly. When Jack left the Adventurers' Guild, his back was soaked with cold sweat, and his hands were trembling slightly.

Having spent years at the bottom, he thought he was already a smooth operator. He didn't expect that after spending a morning with Silver Rank Adventurers, he would reveal such an ugly side.

Ultimately, it was his inner inferiority complex at play. When dealing with people of the same level, he was glib and deceitful, but when encountering superiors, he would tremble uncontrollably.

But at least his flaws weren't exposed.

Jack breathed a sigh of relief, a smile returning to the corner of his mouth.

These people were strong, and Leon was even stronger.

With the help of these people, perhaps even that guy could be killed!

The Gargoyle's hideous face flashed through his mind. For a moment, he hesitated, but quickly firmed his resolve.

At this point, there's no need to talk about a life-saving benefactor. My new life is just beginning, and I absolutely don't want to be bound by a monster!

Jack looked up at the sky, feeling only the bright sun, which represented happiness, joy, and vibrant life.

"My new life is just beginning..."

He couldn't help but sigh, when his eyes suddenly caught something.

Huh, why is that person running?

It seems... they're coming towards me?

"Pfft—"

When the sharp object pierced his heart, Jack's mind went blank.

(PS: After criticism from readers, I realized that the protagonist shouldn't appear or should appear less. It's too late to change now, but I will significantly reduce the scenes of the protagonist leaving the dungeon later on. This is an oversight from my first time writing this kind of story, sorry, sorry.)

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