Stranger from Another World
The harsh sound of brakes was heard, and Xiao Ze gradually lost consciousness in great pain, ending his short life.
Xiao Ze felt dizzy and felt like he was falling into an abyss. He struggled to open his eyes, only to see a vortex-shaped ceiling that was constantly spinning and moving. He was surrounded by endless bookshelves, each densely packed with glowing books.
Xiao Ze curiously reached out and touched the book closest to him, which was emitting a black glow.
"Don't move!" A voice came, Xiao Ze was startled, and the book he had just picked up fell to the ground.
Following the sound, a rose with eyes and a mouth appeared in front of him. Xiao Ze widened his eyes: Didn’t they say that spirits cannot be formed after the founding of the country!
"What are you looking at? I'm your savior!" Rose said proudly.
"Then I'm not dead?" Xiao Ze asked hesitantly.
"No, you're dead."
Xiao Ze was speechless.
As if she could see Xiao Ze's speechlessness, Rose explained, "Although you are dead now, as long as you do as I say, you can be resurrected."
Xiao Ze was stunned for a moment, then lay down, folded his hands on his stomach, and closed his eyes: "No, I want to die."
The rose was anxious, and its petals turned bright red: "No, you can't do this."
Xiao Ze turned a deaf ear to it.
The vortex on the ceiling began to spin rapidly, and an unknown voice came: "Please prepare yourself and follow the instructions of the guidance system. The transmission will begin in 10 seconds."
Xiao Ze suddenly opened his eyes: "Teleport?" He stared at the rose, wanting an explanation.
"10", the countdown begins.
"9", the more anxious the rose became, the less it could speak.
"8", "7", "6", "5", "4",
3. Don't worry.
"2", I will come to find you!
“1”.
The voice sounded again: "The countdown is over, and the transmission begins."
Xiao Ze only felt his body lighten, and he floated towards the ceiling. Before he could say anything, he entered the center of the vortex.
A wave of dizziness hit Xiao Ze, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. In a trance, he saw that the book he had knocked down before turned into a black light and melted into his body.
"Cough, cough, cough." Xiao Ze stood up suddenly, patted his chest, and coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood. When the burning sensation in his throat gradually subsided, his rationality gradually returned.
I took a deep breath, nothing, no smell, and my chest suddenly felt lighter. It was oxygen. But wasn't I dead?
With pain surging throughout his body, Xiao Ze struggled to stand and surveyed his surroundings: a vast expanse of grassy ground beneath his feet, a crystal-clear stream a few steps away. Looking up, he saw rolling hills in the distance. The scenery was breathtakingly beautiful, its beauty indescribable.
He looked down at his clothes and realized that he was wearing ancient costume. The clothes were tattered, with several large holes and blood stains on them. The amount of blood was huge, and it couldn't all be from this body.
He slowly walked to the stream, scooped up a handful of water with both hands, and washed his face. Xiao Ze looked into the water, where a pale face was reflected. The features were distinct, the bone structure was superior, and the deep color in his eyes made him look even more indifferent. His handsome face gave off a sense of loneliness.
This face is 90% similar to Xiao Ze's original appearance, and even the aloof feeling is 90% similar to it.
A piercing pain came from his head, and chaotic images flooded in. Xiao Ze closed his eyes and hugged his head with both hands in pain.
This is the memory of the original body.
Xiao Ze lost his mother at birth and his father at the age of five. His fate as a lonely star made him unwelcome by the townspeople. He could only survive by scavenging trash. At the age of ten, a ray of light shone into his dark life.
Jiang Xi was also an orphan, two years younger than Xiao Ze. Despite his difficult life, Jiang Xi always had hope, which gave him the motivation to keep living. The two grew up together, supporting each other.
When he was twenty and Jiang Ze was eighteen, the Tianxuan Sect came to town to select talented children, and they both came to the Tianxuan Sect. Jiang Ze was very likable, and soon he was surrounded by a large group of people who liked him. It seemed that everyone liked him. However, Xiao Ze was a loner and was excluded from the crowd.
But he was not sad. Even though he could only see his "sun" from afar, he was content.
Seeing that Jiang Xi was stuck at a bottleneck in his cultivation and unable to advance, "Xiao Ze" heard that there was a medicinal herb called Kongling Grass in the Medicine Mountain that could increase his cultivation, so he came alone to get it. Unexpectedly, he encountered a monster guarding the herb. Although he got the herb, he was seriously injured and difficult to treat, and died here.
"Tsk, what an idiot." After reading the original body's life, Xiao Ze gave this evaluation. Throwing away one's own life just because of love is ridiculous.
"Xiao Ze" had already repaid the mutual support he had shown back then with his life. And the current Xiao Ze would definitely not be like that fool, fooled by Jiang Xi's sweet words: his original self was so foolish that he couldn't even see that Jiang Xi was just using him.
After pouring all the healing pills and Huiyuan pills in the Qiankun bag into his mouth, Xiao Ze sat in meditation on the spot. After his wounds were mostly healed, he took out a good piece of clothing and changed into it, then followed the route he remembered back to Tianxuan Sect.
Xiao Ze had no plans to stay in Tianxuan Sect for long. According to his original body's memories, those selected would study in Tianxuan Sect for three years before entering the secret realm for assessment. Only those who passed the assessment could become official disciples.
It had been a year since the original body arrived at the sect. In two years, Xiao Ze would leave Tianxuan Sect and live the life he wanted.
He staggered and it took him three days to return to the sect, which was supposed to be a day's journey.
"Is this a place where people live?!" Xiao Ze stared at the detached utility room in front of him in amazement. Yes, a utility room.
In his original memory, he only saw a simple bed. Now he saw it with his own eyes, and it turned out that the only thing visible in the whole room was the wooden single bed.
However, thanks to his original body's reputation as "the unlucky star", this place is secluded and few people come here, which is exactly what Xiao Ze wants.
The house is in a mess? No problem, just clean it up. Xiao Ze rolled up his sleeves and got to work with full energy.
"Twinkle, twinkle little star, how little you know..." Under the starry sky, Xiao Ze hummed a song and tidied up the hut in an orderly manner, which made him feel popular.
The evening breeze was cool. Xiao Ze moved a chair to sit by the door and thought about making a reclining chair and building a small stove by the door. He would go down the mountain to buy a pot, some seasonings and seeds. Just thinking about this kind of life made him feel very comfortable.
The breeze brought a little coolness, so Xiao Ze got up and went back into the house. With anticipation for the future, he fell into a good sleep.
"Knock, knock, knock!" There was a rapid knock on the door, and Xiao Ze's beautiful dream was broken. He frowned and opened the door with full of anger.
A nonchalant face came into view. The man still had his hand raised as if to knock on the door. When he saw Xiao Ze coming out, he curled his lips, put down his hand, and returned to someone's side.
Xiao Ze looked forward and saw a handsome and cute person standing in the middle of the crowd. His face was full of innocence and he had the temperament of a boy next door.
If it’s not Gracilaria, then who else could it be?
Four or five people stood around Jiang Li, surrounding him in the middle, fearing that Xiao Ze, the "evil dragon", would snatch away the treasure "Jiang Li". This scene was like the moon surrounded by stars.
"Senior Brother Xiao," Zhenbao spoke with a soft voice that made people feel pity and love for him: "Where have you been recently? I haven't seen you for several days, and I'm a little worried about you." His brows were slightly frowned, and he really cared about him.
When the knights guarding the treasure heard this, they looked at Xiao Ze fiercely. If he had not been there, he would have really thought that he had committed some unforgivable mistake.
A drama queen and a bunch of idiots. Xiao Ze rolled his eyes silently in his heart and said coldly: "Wait a minute." He turned around and went back to the house.
When he came out again, he was holding a Qiankun bag in his hand. Jiang Xi's eyes sparkled when he saw this, with a hint of barely perceptible expectation, as if he already knew what was in the Qiankun bag.
He handed the Kongling grass in the Qiankun bag to Jiang Xi and said, "I heard that you have encountered a bottleneck in your cultivation. This is Kongling grass, which should be of great benefit to you."
Jiang Xi took the Kongling Grass with joy: "Thank you, Senior Brother Xiao! I knew you were the best to me!" When the people following behind him heard this, their eyes flashed with ferocity and their faces turned unfriendly.
"From now on, I won't bother you anymore. Let's keep our ways and pretend we've never met." Xiao Ze said in a cold tone, and everyone else present was stunned.
Jiang Xi's eyes were filled with surprise, and tears soon gathered in them, like pearls from a broken string: "Senior Brother Xiao, did Jiang Xi make you unhappy in some way? Why are you doing this?" He looked aggrieved, but held the Kongling Grass tightly in his hands, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it back.
Not wanting to get entangled with this drama queen anymore, Xiao Ze turned around and went back to the hut, closed the door, and ignored the group of annoying people outside.
The people outside coaxed Jiang Xi out with some persuasion, some insulting Xiao Ze. Jiang Xi, who had just taken Xiao Ze's things, didn't refute a single word, showing no gratitude at all. Furthermore, the support they'd shown in their childhood was mutual; without Xiao Ze, Jiang Xi would have starved to death long ago.
After taking care of his original body's last wish, Xiao Ze calmed down and suddenly remembered that he had missed several days of classes. He immediately packed up his books and hurried to Heming Hall. If he remembered correctly, the morning class was the Basics of Monster Learning.
The lecturer teaching demon beastology was a Nascent Soul Elder. Furthermore, the Tianxuan Sect, as one of the four major sects, had a total of 12 Nascent Soul Elders, four Elders in the early stages of the Spiritualization Realm, and a Sect Leader who had reached the Perfect Spiritualization Realm.
Besides the Tianxuan Sect, this world also boasts the Great Buddha Temple, Yaowang Valley, and the Beast Taming Sect, as well as the smaller but formidable Hehuan Sect. Each of the four major sects maintains its own distinct territories, coexisting harmoniously with one another.
After hurriedly arriving at Heming Hall, the lecturer hadn't arrived yet. Xiao Ze found a quiet spot in a corner and began to carefully study the Tianxuan Sect's homemade monster "textbook." His original form was a "one-sided war god," devoted solely to swordsmanship and unconcerned with anything else. Unlike Xiao Ze, he had always been well-balanced in all his studies.
The whispers around him gradually grew louder as Xiao Ze sat down. An ambiguous voice called "Xiao Ze" pulled him out of the ocean of knowledge. He looked in the direction of the voice and found that half of the students in the school were looking at him with malicious smiles on their faces. Xiao Ze pretended not to know and lowered his head to continue reading, but in fact, his ears were perked up, quietly listening to what conspiracy this group of people were planning.
"Hey, how long did you hold it down?"
“I pressed it for a month.”
"What? You're too conservative. I bet that in a week at most, Xiao Ze will lose control and go to Junior Brother Jiang to make peace." His tone was filled with smugness as if he was determined to win.
Xiao Ze understood. Life in the Tianxuan Sect was boring and peaceful. This group of people had finally found something fun, so they started betting.
It was so boring that Xiao Ze stopped paying attention to them and concentrated on reading his book.
The morning passed quickly. Xiao Ze listened with great interest, but as soon as the get out of class was over, he disappeared.
Xiao Ze took the silver saved by his original body and his Qiankun bag and hurried down the mountain. It was not until after noon that he arrived at the town closest to Tianxuan Sect and began to concentrate on purchasing what he needed.
It was not until the sun was setting that Xiao Ze rushed back to Tianxuan Sect with a full bag of things.
Back in the cabin, Xiao Ze opened the Qiankun bag and prepared to take out things to decorate the cabin.
"Where are my things?!!!" Looking at the empty Qiankun bag, Xiao Ze's face was ferocious.
There was nothing in the Qiankun bag, but Xiao Ze clearly remembered that he put the thing in with his own hands. He checked the bag over and over again, but there was nothing.
All the money was spent and all the things were lost.
"Is there anyone in this world more unlucky than me?" Xiao Ze just wanted to roar to the sky and accuse this dark world.
He lay listlessly on the bed, thinking about the snacks he bought: "My mung bean cakes, osmanthus cakes, walnut cakes, egg yolk cakes, hibiscus cakes, glutinous rice balls, donkey rolls, candied haws, sugar-roasted chestnuts..., I haven't eaten a single bite yet. If I had known, I would have tasted it first before putting it away, wuwuwuwuwu." He buried his face in the quilt, and the boundless sadness overwhelmed him.
Crackling.
A pile of things fell on him. Xiao Ze sat up suddenly and looked at the bed full of delicious food. His brain went blank.
"System, are you there?" I asked tentatively, but there was no answer. It wasn't the system.
Carefully recalling what he had just done, Xiao Ze stood up and said in his mind: "Cabinet."
The specially purchased storage cabinet appeared before my eyes, standing steadily on the ground.
"Pot." An iron pot appeared on the cabinet.
"Who? What is that?" Xiao Ze turned around to see if there was any monster teasing him.
"Hello, the backpack system is at your service." An emotionless mechanical voice rang out, and the control panel appeared before his eyes.
Below the search box are small panes where all the things he bought today are neatly placed.
After clicking on the instructions and reading them carefully, Xiao Ze was overjoyed. This backpack system had unlimited capacity, and everything put in it would remain in the same state as it was put in, making it a perfect travel tool.
The method of use is also extremely convenient. You only need to think about it in your mind and the item will appear in your hand or beside you.
This backpack system should be the book that was knocked off by the quilt. When I was sucked into the vortex and lost consciousness, I vaguely saw it entering my soul.
After putting the delicious food into his backpack, Xiao Ze placed the furniture he bought in the house, greatly improving the comfort level.
As he fell asleep, he was still thinking that when he had time later he would build a small stove outside and buy some seeds to grow some vegetables.
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