mesbooks Chapter 29 [The First Awakener]
Chapter 29 [The First Awakener]
In Xu Ye's [Soul Vision], the light of countless souls is but a firefly's glimmer.
Most of the light was dim and faint, and in the moment before it went out, there wasn't even a ripple.
Their owners either exhausted their will to live on their sickbeds or met their end in peaceful sleep.
"No, it's too weak."
"Such a soul, even if it were to enter Asem, would merely be a background figure drifting along with the tide, unable to stir up any waves, and unable to provide me with sufficient 'evolutionary resources'."
Having read countless online novels, Xu Ye is very picky; anything not strong enough simply doesn't meet his standards.
"This person who drowned had a good will to live, but lacked mental resilience. He lived a muddled life. Pass."
"This one died peacefully of old age, but unfortunately he was too complacent and lost his drive. Pass."
"This guy failed in his business and committed suicide by jumping off a building... He's too aggressive and easily loses control, so we'll pass."
Consciousness is immersed in the soul vision of the primordial spore, sifting through the talent market around the world for its ideal candidates.
He set several strict selection criteria: mental resilience, a strong will to survive, and preferably a refusal to be ordinary.
This kind of protagonist setting is worthy of the beginner village that he personally designed.
He waited, waiting for that most dazzling final swan song, belonging to the strong.
Finally, a light far brighter than any other beacon suddenly shone in the sky above the Asian continent!
The [Ascension Interface] provides the target information.
"Lin Qi, male, 22 years old, a university student in China."
"He was involved in a serious car accident. In the instant of impact, he pushed a child away from him. He suffered multiple internal organ ruptures and intracranial hemorrhage. His estimated remaining life expectancy is three minutes."
The background is simple: an ordinary young man, who is dissatisfied with his mundane reality, but at a crucial moment, he displays kindness and courage far beyond that of ordinary people.
"An act of heroism? It's a bit classical, but the conditions aren't great, so we can't do that kind of system-based approach. It's a perfect match."
"Willpower assessment: Extremely high. Training value: Extremely high."
"You're the one." Xu Ye made the decision with satisfaction. "The first lucky one."
First, there's the [design of the physical body].
In the southern continent of the world of Ashem, in an orc tribe where conflict had just broken out, a young orc slave, unable to endure the abuse, breathed his last.
[Body Locked: 18-year-old male orc, physique rating: B+, soul dissipated, can be used as a vessel.]
Orcs' powerful physique and regenerative abilities make them the best starting configuration for beginners.
Next is [setting up the scene].
The invisible hand of Heaven stirs up this world.
A gentle breeze blew by, and a loose rock fell, "just right" smashing the young orc's corpse down the hillside.
Its final stop was at the entrance to an ancient ruin that had been abandoned for hundreds of years.
Finally, there's the step of [setting up props].
Xu Ye's consciousness probed into the [Sanctuary of Civilization] that he had sealed away.
A small amount of scrap material was extracted from the droplet of the first wise king, Kaz, which was only a thousand times less than a strand of hair.
It was injected into an ordinary iron ore deposit next to the ruins, and the iron ore was deconstructed and recombined at the microscopic level.
Seconds later, an ancient battle axe, covered in the dust of time but still gleaming with a sharp, cold light, appeared beside the corpse.
Its design and style perfectly replicate the craftsmanship and aesthetics of the Kaz civilization.
【The Relic of the God of Craftsmanship - Battle Axe】, this divine weapon that embodies the glory of the old era, reappears in the form of a prop.
Then, Xu Ye's will swept across the stone wall at the entrance of the ruins.
Above, several lines of ancient characters have been "weathered" out.
The script was a variant of Elvish, which was difficult to understand.
The content, however, was written by Xu Ye himself.
All of this is not enough.
They also extracted a small piece of the earliest generation of the [Moon Rot] strain from the Heavenly Dao and placed it deep within the ruins.
It emits a faint glow and can provide the most basic life energy to a dying person for a short period of time.
This is a gift from an even more ancient era, an essential item for the protagonist.
The stage setup is now complete.
All the props that seemed like a "serendipitous encounter" were in place.
All that's left is for the main character to make their appearance.
……
Lynch's consciousness plummeted into the endless darkness.
In my ears, the honking horns and noise gradually faded into the distance.
His crushed body was wracked with indescribable pain, but he couldn't feel it.
He's still young; he hasn't seen the world yet; he hasn't even had a chance to fall in love.
Is this how it ends...?
Consciousness, in the last moment before being completely swallowed by darkness.
A warm, dazzling golden light pierced through the endless darkness, illuminating his entire world.
Instinctively, he used the last bit of strength he had left to reach out and grab the light.
......
The entrance to the ruins, on that land shrouded in shadow.
A soul descended from the heavens and entered the young orc's corpse.
The corpse's fingers twitched slightly.
"Hoo-ha-" Lin Qi suddenly woke up, his chest heaving violently as he gasped for air.
The air was thick with the pungent smell of dirt and the fur of some kind of wild animal.
"Am I... dead?" He subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to rub his dizzy head.
But then they discovered that it wasn't his hand, or rather...
These hands were thick and powerful, covered with a layer of light gray hair, and had sharp nails... like the arms of an orc.
Lin Qi quickly looked down and saw an equally strong body, and a charred, hideous brand on his chest.
"I...this is..." Shock and confusion overwhelmed his thoughts.
The injuries to this body were far too severe; for Lin Qi, who was originally a modern person, the pain was still too much.
That was the true feeling of this body: bones broken inch by inch, muscles repeatedly whipped, wounds that could be seen with just a glance, weakness and pain were the only realities he could confirm at this moment.
At the same time, memories that did not belong to him flooded into his mind during his fresh moments.
Fragments of memory, chaotic and painful.
A young orc named Gol struggled at the bottom of the tribe from a young age, and was bullied because he was not strong enough.
During a tribal conflict, he was taken prisoner and branded with the humiliating mark of slavery.
Prolonged torture, endless beatings, and... the final yearning and despair for freedom before death.
Lynch's consciousness overlapped with Ger's last obsession within this body.
He couldn't tell whether he was Lynch or Gel.
Amidst the excruciating pain and confusion, he caught a glimpse of a cold glint in his eye.
It was an ancient-looking battle axe, covered in dust, yet its sharpness was still undeniable.
His body's instincts compelled Lin Qi to reach out his hand.
When the cold axe handle was grasped, a surge of power, carrying a warm current, traveled up the arm and spread throughout the body, temporarily suppressing the weakness.
This battle axe seemed to have been born to belong to him.
His gaze moved upwards along the battle axe and landed on the stone wall beside him.
There, amidst the mottled moss, were carved several lines of ancient script he had never seen before.
He shouldn't have known a single word.
But deep within Lynch's consciousness, it revealed its meaning.
When the blood of chaos awakens once more, lost souls will wield the blade of dawn...