Unable to use Transcendent powers and without identification, they are all undocumented.
Finding a decent job in the modern world is not easy.
"Let's split up for now!" Ling Yi said, taking a sip of milk tea at a milk tea shop.
"Why do we have to separate?" Aunt Lin Zhiyu asked, puzzled.
Yan Ji replied, "There's no point in us gathering together if we don't even know the main quest."
"That's true." Bai Ling nodded in agreement.
"I've been to the ninth floor countless times, trying every possible method, but I haven't found any clues to complete the quest."
"It's better for us to split up and search for clues than to gather together; that way, we'll have a better chance."
Lin Yanran asked softly, "Didn't you say that all we had to do was follow Ling Yi?"
"Who knows if it's this 100,000 years!" Bai Ling shook her head.
"What do you mean?" Lin Zhiyu asked.
"What I mean is, even if Ling Yi is the so-called key to breaking the deadlock, the protagonist of Myriad Worlds, and will definitely be able to break through, it's not certain that he can succeed this time," Yan Ji explained.
"That makes sense." Bai Ling nodded.
Then he added, "Follow me first, I'll take you to get your Immobilization."
"With our ID cards, and given our abilities, we can find any job and achieve great things."
"Putting everything else aside, achieving financial freedom is definitely achievable."
"As for Ling Yi!" Bai Ling glanced at Ling Yi.
"He is the protagonist of Myriad Worlds, we don't need to worry about him. Worrying might actually hinder his opportunities."
"Let him do what he wants."
Of all the people, Bai Ling knew the most about the ninth level, so naturally everyone listened to her first.
Ling Yi did not speak again until everyone left.
I sat in the bubble tea shop for another ten minutes or so before leaving.
To the left of the milk tea shop is a narrow alley.
Ling Yi skillfully navigated the alley; the alley's exit led to Jingtai Street, and across Jingtai Street lay the Jingtai Residential Area.
In his previous life, Ling Yi rented a room in the same neighborhood for nearly twenty years.
Twenty years!
Ling Yi knew everything here like the back of his hand.
"Holy crap, could it really be true?!"
Ling Yi walked east for a while and stopped next to a crooked old elm tree.
Even this crooked tree matches.
Ling Yi became excited.
There was both trepidation and fear about facing something so familiar.
If this is Blue Star, then this is my home.
Then what am I?
Are they just NPCs in the dungeon world?
Or is it data code created by someone else?
Ling Yi used the crooked tree trunk as a springboard to skillfully leap onto the top of the wall.
Then it jumped to the other side of the artificial hill and landed easily on the slope.
Ling Yi was extremely familiar with this place.
He used to stay up late a lot, and when he wanted barbecue at night, he would come out from here.
Because it will save nearly ten minutes of detour time.
Beyond the artificial hill lies the artificial lake.
Crossing the stone bridge over the artificial lake, there is a two-room building on the opposite side.
Ling Yi stood between the two halls, looking up.
A white silk ribbon hangs from a peeling mahogany pillar in the northwest corner.
"The ribbon is still there."
This ribbon was left over from when a few mischievous kids used it to make a swing.
Ribbons are not very strong to begin with, so you can imagine what would happen if you used them to make a swing.
One of the mischievous children fell directly into the lake while swinging on the swing.
Unfortunately, they drowned here.
However, this incident caused quite a stir.
The swing was naturally dismantled, but a ribbon remained there.
The ribbon is still there.
Everything was so familiar.
Is my rented apartment still there? Because I disappeared, and no one has bothered me for a long time.
Or perhaps someone else lives inside.
Or perhaps, another version of myself.
Ling Yi quickened his pace.
After passing Building 12, you'll reach Number Ten.
The buildings in the residential complex are arranged in two rows, with odd-numbered units on the left and even-numbered units on the right.
Ling Yi's rented apartment is in Number Ten, Unit 3, Room 602!
Ling Yi didn't take the elevator; instead, he walked up the stairs.
The elevators here require a card to use.
In his previous life, Ling Yi had argued with the property management a lot about this elevator card.
This piece of junk is about the size of a coin, and it doesn't even have a hook, so it keeps getting lost.
The problem is that once it's lost, it's very difficult to replace; you have to queue up every time you need to get a replacement card.
A tattered card, and it costs a hundred yuan.
At the entrance of 602.
With a nervous heart, Ling Yi entered the password for the electronic door.
"Bite!"
The password was entered correctly, and the screen turned green.
The door lock clicked.
Ling Yi took a deep breath and opened the door.
There was no Aura of life in the room.
On the coffee table in the living room, there was still a bucket of unfinished instant noodles.
Ling Yi remembers clearly that he ate half of that bucket of instant noodles when he suddenly received a call from his editor.
After that, I completely forgot about it.
While I was writing, an accident happened, and that's how my soul was transported to another world.
His own body was not in the room.
Ling Yi remembered very clearly that he had transmigrated through soul transference.
Since it's a soul transfer, the body should remain in the same place.
But it didn't happen.
Did someone discover their own body and have it removed?
But I checked the time!
Ling Yi remembered clearly that when he transmigrated, it was around 3:30 a. m. on the No. 10.
It's still the No. 10, but it's already afternoon.
Theoretically speaking, no one should have noticed anything unusual about me during this period.
His profession dictates that he needs to stay at home for extended periods.
It's perfectly normal to not go downstairs for ten days or half a month.
Moreover, Ling Yi doesn't have any relatives or friends in this world.
It's highly unlikely that anyone would happen to visit him by chance.
Where is the body?
"Oh, right, the surveillance!"
The living room and the doorway of the room are equipped with surveillance cameras.
Ling Yi sat down in front of the Computer.
The Computer is still on.
The monitor is still showing the typing interface.
Damn it, I was knocked unconscious by an electric shock and my soul was transported there.
The power strip should be short-circuited.
So the Computer was still on?
Is that correct?
Is that right? Let's check the surveillance footage first.
Open the monitoring software and enter the password.
Ling Yi skipped the footage from before 3 AM last night.
It dragged on until almost 3 PM.
Ling Yi was watching the surveillance footage from the living room.
However, the monitor can only view the living room; it cannot see what's happening in the study.
However, the study door was open.
At three in the morning, there was no movement.
The living room was dark, but light shone from the study.
At the same time, the sound of typing could be heard.
At 3:16, a scream came from inside the room.
Immediately following was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
Then there was silence again.
About ten more minutes passed.
Ling Yi saw "himself" walk out of the study.
His body seemed drunk, and he appeared somewhat unsteady on his feet.
He staggered into the living room and collapsed onto the sofa.
There was silence again.
The person in the picture looks exactly like me.
But Ling Yi knew that it wasn't him; it was very likely Ling Yi from the cultivation world who had transmigrated into his body.
Soul transfer!
That was the only thing Ling Yi could think of.
"I" lay on the sofa for a full hour, still without making a sound.
What happened next made Ling Yi stand up in shock.