Duncan discovers that he has transmigrated into another world and taken on the life of a farmer. Yet it doesn’t take long for him to realize that this is less a true transmigration than a grand simulation. Like a player switching roles in a game, he is able to assume a “Human Form” with countless possible identities.

——"Manure Fork Mastery: Your background and childhood work on the farm have made you proficient in using the manure fork, surpassing other weapons. When fighting with a manure fork, significantly increase in critical hit, backstab, attack speed, etc. No one would pay too much attention to a farmer holding a manure fork."
——"Combat Bar [Stab]: You have not received formal combat training, and the only combat technique you are proficient in is a single move, stab."
——"Combat Bar [Roll]: You often fought in your childhood, and thanks to that, you have mastered some rolling and dodging techniques. However, it's not always effective, at least not against those with quick reflexes."

The night sky is like a massive black curtain, heavily pressing down on the mountains. The twilight's storm has yet to dissipate, and the howling wind between the mountains still carries a chilling cold. In the depths of the dark woods, pairs of eerie green eyes occasionally flicker, disappearing swiftly, only to resurface with a strange rustling a dozen zhang away.


"There seems to be something unclean nearby."


A graceful figure flitted through the air and landed. The young girl had bright eyes and white teeth, dressed in a blue-black silk attire, her exposed arms were as smooth as polished jade, her slender fingers flashed with the edge of a blade. Holding a leaf, she flicked it out like an arrow, piercing the silence, and soon a beast-like wail echoed among the broken mountain temple's exterior vegetation.


Chapter 593 - Chapter 1: Night, Temple, Mountain Monarch