By accessing the âmemoriesâ of this body, Su Lu quickly grasped some details.
Bai Jing, male.
Twenty-five years old, associate degree holder.
Current profession â Cook.
Status: Heartbroken and in debt.
For a young man with little life experience, either of these situations would be a major blow. Both at the same time were utterly crushing.
Hence, Bai Jing chose to drown his sorrows in alcohol.
After consuming an unknown amount of cheap alcohol, he dropped dead in his rented small shop and was then overtaken by Su Luâs spirit.
âI must say, thatâs a pathetic origin⊠Anyway, I can comprehend the heartbreak, but whatâs with the debt?â
Su Lu rubbed his head, thinking back.
Ah, it was because of the loan he took out to rent this shop and the money he spent on his girlfriend.
For Bai Jing, a âdrifterâ in the city whoâd only graduated a few years ago with nothing to his name and no family support, getting a bank loan was impossible.
Bai Jing desperately needed money at the time and so he walked down a path of no return.
His original plan was good, borrow money to start a business, and as long as he made money, he could pay it back.
Regrettably, although Bai Jing studied culinary arts in college and was confidently prepared to carve out a space for himself in the city, reality hit him hard!
Basically, aside from the favored few, most young people have experienced such a glancing blow.
Bai Jing thought he was a master chef, but in reality, he was barely able to manage a roadside stand, continually operating in the red.
Now, there was no way he could pay back the loan.
The girlfriend who initially promised to struggle with him ran away at this critical juncture.
The indulgence of alcohol tonight, who knows which of the two miseries influenced him more.
Anyway, the original Bai Jing was dead, and now Su Lu would live on in his stead.
âThis dudeâs life was quite a disaster, the perfect model for a protagonist⊠looks like Iâve become your Golden Finger? If only youâd faded off a little laterâŠâ
Su Lu complained a bit, then took a deep breath: âAttribute Panel!â
The next moment, countless numbers of flowing data appeared before his eyes, cascading down like a waterfall, forming a screen:
âButâŠâ Su Lu clenched his fists, a trace of exhilaration on his face: âAs expected.. the Attribute Panel is still there.â
The Attribute Panel wasnât an occupational ability but a characteristic that âtransmigratedâ with him.
Now it seemed, as expected, it had a high ârankâ.
In this ritual, it could definitely offer a lot of assistance.
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It seemed this world was still in summer, the night wasnât cold.
Su Lu cleaned up the garbage, stumbling through the kitchen and hall, and pulled up the rolling door.
Even though it was night, the streetlights outside were still emitting a warm light and the surface of the high-rise buildings not far away were still flickering with neon lights.
In the sky, a bright and clear moon hung high.
âHow beautifulâŠâ
A sense of nostalgia appeared in Su Luâs eyes as he thought about this worldâs history.
As a parallel world, its historical development was broadly similar to the one he remembered, but with some differences.
For example, the names of some countries, and some landmark events.
âA strange feelingâŠI used to think this was my hometown, but now having a real look, I realizeâŠitâs not at all!â
Su Lu shook his head, then tried to sense the void and spirit world of this world.
ClearlyâŠhe couldnât do anything!
âThe Spirit Tide has not resurfacedâŠno, itâs a complete break from the Spirit Tide!â
If in other worlds there remained low-level Transcendents during the Twilight of the Gods,
This world was a true âSpirit Tide recessionâ!
It previously did not support any transcendent power, not even a first-order Occupational Person could exist!
This place was an absolute wasteland for Transcendents!
Exactly due to these reasons, plus its remoteness, it hadnât been âtaintedâ by divinity.
âThe Spirit Tide had never appeared⊠any transcendent power is unable to manifest! My spirit canât transform into Inspiration, naturally I canât contact the void or the spirit worldâŠâ
Su Lu frowned, âSo I have to act like an ordinary person for a while?â
Without transcendent power, being unable to break the norm meant he had to manage the âBai Jingâ identity properly.
âDamn it⊠when will the Spirit Tide come?â
Su Lu was very concerned about this, according to his calculations, it shouldnât be too long.
âAndâŠsince this world was one that completely isolated transcendent power, even if the Spirit Tide sweeps over, the progress would definitely be slower than in other worlds, perhaps it will happen in stages?â
âForget it, Iâll go back and play on my phone!â
Upon returning to the shop, Su Lu lay on the bed, unlocked his off-brand smartphone, connected to an unknown network, and checked the news first.
âShock! Alien sighting!â
âFigures in the Meteors, Pictures and Proof!â
âSupernatural Meteor Phenomenon! Revealing the Unknown Secrets of Astronomy!â
A few sensational headlines immediately appeared, this worldâs new media was so developed, they could turn anything into news, let alone such a supernatural phenomena.
Su Lu, out of curiosity, opened one of the articles only to find it was news about him.
After all, the unusual meteor had been spotted by countless astronomy enthusiasts around the world.
He had suspected that the shock discovery from the space centers had not been made public yet, otherwise, it would definitely be more popular on the internet.
Sure enough, after opening a few articles, he could only see some text descriptions.
The most âexplosiveâ picture was simply a blurry silhouette of a person within the meteor, with a bunch of tourists commenting below calling out the Photoshop fraud.
âAliens, huh?â
A smile appeared at the corner of Su Luâs mouth as he continued playing on his phone.
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Meanwhile.
Following the message from the space center being passed down bit by bit.
A group quickly took over all video and image data, classifying them as top secret.
In the area where the meteor was predicted to fall, a large number of people and hastily deployed spies gathered around.
What made all parties suspicious was that, according to the calculations of top scientists and the latest computers, they couldnât find any trace of the meteor after searching the mountainous area of its calculated landing point for days.
If Su Lu knew about this, he would certainly find it very amusing.
His real body and everything else had already been swallowed up by this world, transformed into seeds for a transcendent system, waiting for the day of germination.
The fate of that meteor was to dissipate in mid-air, like an utterly burned-out meteorite, how could they find any trace of it?