A sharp, metallic scent filled Lin Mo's nose the moment he opened his eyes.
The ground beneath him was cold and damp. When he pushed himself up, his palms sank into sticky mud—no, blood. All around him, crimson stains soaked the grass and pooled between the roots. The morning mist clung to his skin, carrying the faint echo of a beast's roar somewhere deep in the mountains.
System initiating…Integrating original body memories…
A mechanical voice echoed in his mind. Before he could react, a torrent of unfamiliar memories flooded his consciousness.
Moments later, Lin Mo's breathing steadied, and realization struck him like a hammer.
In his previous life, he had been nothing more than a weary day laborer. Overworked, underpaid, dragging himself home after endless overtime—until that one night when exhaustion blurred his vision. Half-asleep, he stepped into the road without noticing the speeding car.A blinding light, the scream of brakes—and then, nothing.
Now, he had reincarnated into another world.
The body he inhabited belonged to someone also named Lin Mo—a poor hunter from a remote mountain village. His father and grandfather had once led the village hunting party, but both were long gone. His mother had succumbed to illness when he was five, and his father perished in a hunting accident five years ago. The boy had survived since then on the villagers' pity, scraping by with meager traps and failed hunts.
Archery had never been his strength, and even the simplest hunt often ended in empty hands.At eighteen, desperate to prove himself, he had taken his late father's bow and ventured deep into the forest.There, he encountered a tiger.
The beast mauled him, and though he managed to escape, his wounds were too severe. He had crawled into this grove—this shallow hollow of dirt and roots—where he finally bled to death.
And now… Lin Mo of another world had taken his place.
He flexed his fingers. The wounds that should have been fatal were gone, the pain replaced by an unfamiliar warmth pulsing through his veins. "Looks like transmigration has its perks," he muttered, half-in disbelief.
Just as he gathered his thoughts, a faint shimmer appeared before his eyes—a transparent screen, glowing softly in the air.A tiny chibi-shaped robot waved at him cheerfully.
[System online!]
Lin Mo blinked. "So… the legendary transmigrator's golden finger, huh?"
He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "System, when people transmigrate, they usually get some kind of starter gift. What do I get?"
[Host, this system provides no beginner gifts.][However, this system can assist in refining martial-arts techniques and scanning for treasures within your perception range.]
"…That's it?" Lin Mo's lips twitched. "No heaven-defying treasures, no cultivation manuals, not even a healing pill?"
The robot on the screen tilted its head, expression blank.
Lin Mo sighed and waved dismissively. "Fine, whatever. Guess I can't complain. Every transmigrator gets a different deal."