Qian Nation, Nanhui Province, Gold City.
Third Martial Arts Middle School.
Inside a spacious, square training hall.
Dozens of young people were lining up to test their punching power, undergoing this month's martial arts cultivation assessment. The Martial Arts teacher watched with keen eyes.
This was so he could select one or two more robust seedlings from these young talents for intensive training.
He also had performance evaluations to meet.
"Wen Lin! Wen Lin, it's your turn!"
"Oh, okay!"
The young man, Wen Lin, dressed in a training uniform and looking a bit dazed, was called by name and responded blankly, still seeming somewhat distracted.
Seeing others all strike the target bag three times when they stepped forward,
He also went up.
And struck it three times with force.
Bang, bang, bang!
The strikes were hurried, and his power was not fully channeled.
"Wen Lin! Martial Apprentice Sixth Stage Low Grade! Next!"
The Martial Arts teacher's face was a bit dark, but he didn't say anything, just waved his hand for Wen Lin to step down, and the next person in line came up for assessment.
"Huang Yong! Martial Apprentice Sixth Stage High Grade!"
"Tian Fang! Martial Apprentice Seventh Stage Low Grade! Keep up the hard work!"
One by one, the young people went up and down. The assessment speed was not slow, and not many people were left.
Wen Lin felt a little pain in his hand.
After all, he had used force.
Force is interactive.
Seeing that others didn't leave the hall after their assessment, he also walked to a corner and waited.
He cradled his right hand with his left.
He continued to gaze blankly at his surroundings, at the people around him, pondering the philosophical question: 'Who is he, where did he come from, and where is he going?'
He seemed to have Transmigrated.
He possessed the memories of this world's Wen Lin.
Two sets of memories from different lives could not be sorted out and fully digested in the blink of an eye.
Especially since this world was somewhat different from his previous one.
Martial Dao? Divine Ability? Vicious Beasts?
"Wen Lin, why are you a bit... Oh, right, yesterday was your birthday, wasn't it?"
The boy next to him suddenly fell silent.
Just as things got awkward,
The Martial Arts teacher's loud and joyful voice echoed throughout the training hall:
"Ye Huang! Martial Apprentice Tenth Stage High Grade High Grade!!!"
Immediately, all the young people in the training hall were stirred, uniformly looking towards the aloof young man who had just finished his punching power test.
Whispers filled the hall.
"That's incredible! Tenth Stage High Grade High Grade, isn't that just one step away from becoming a Martial Artist? Wasn't Ye Huang only Martial Apprentice Fifth Stage last month?"
"I remember, Ye Huang's eighteen years old birthday was last month..."
"Really?! So not only is the eighteen years old birthday the last day to Awaken Divine Ability, but it's also truly the day with the greatest chance of Awakening!"
"Even with the greatest chance, it's still one in a hundred thousand! Alas!"
"I wonder what kind of Divine Ability Ye Huang Awakened, but even if it's just a Low Grade Divine Ability, he'll soon become a Third-Rank Warrior, right?"
"And us, we'd be doing quite well if we could even advance to a Second-Rank Martial Artist in this lifetime!"
First-Rank Martial Apprentice, Second-Rank Martial Artist, Third-Rank Warrior.
Their statuses were worlds apart!
In a city, Martial Apprentices were the lower class, Martial Artists were the middle class, and only Warriors were the upper class.
"This truly is an Awakening that brings unlimited future! Ye Huang won't be an ordinary person anymore. It's a pity we didn't get along well with him before, otherwise..."
"You should be glad you didn't offend him. Fortunately, the school's rules are strict..."
Listening to the whispers of those around him,
Wen Lin digested the information, not without a hint of regret.
'Am I not the protagonist?'
Aside from fulfilling the orphan identity, the Self who Transmigrated had neither good nor bad talent, was an ordinary person, acted by the rules, had a moderate number of friends... He had no enemies, no one suppressed him.
No one bullied him either.
No campus belle liked him.
No childhood sweetheart.
No non-biological older or younger sisters.
Aside from his decent looks, he was so ordinary as to be unremarkable!
And look at that Ye Huang—ordinary-looking, previously weaker in cultivation than him, with a poor, reclusive personality. He reportedly had no parents but an older sister and a younger sister. He also Awakened a Divine Ability a few months before graduation... Isn't this the protagonist?
Stimulated by this event, Wen Lin's mind cleared.
Anyway, he wasn't the protagonist!
Anyway, he had no close relatives in his other world; he was just an orphan.
Although the two worlds were completely different, he was just one person. No matter where he was, wasn't he just living life? It would be good enough to live a stable and peaceful life until its end.
And he was eighteen years old.
He could inherit his parents' legacy in this world.
Once he had money,
He would calmly enroll in an ordinary university, find a relaxed job, marry a pleasing wife, and have two children, a boy and a girl... Wen Lin's lips curved slightly upward.
"Wen Lin! Did you Awaken last night?!"
A voice interrupted Wen Lin's reverie of the future. He paused, looked over, and saw Ye Huang, who was looking at him with a calm expression.
Did he and Ye Huang have any connection?
"Uh, no..."
He had Transmigrated.
It might have been last night.
Anyway, when he woke up this morning, he was in a different world.
He also tried to look for the Golden Finger and System essential for Transmigrators, but unfortunately, he hadn't found them yet.
Now that he realized he wasn't the protagonist, he understood.
Forget it, if there wasn't one, then there wasn't one.
He personally preferred a stable and leisurely life, disliked fighting and killing, disliked twists and turns and trouble, and his competitive spirit wasn't strong.
Ye Huang seemed to have just asked as a matter of routine.
Then he brushed past him.
Everyone else who heard it tried to avoid eye contact with Wen Lin, and no one continued the question. Instead, because Ye Huang had spoken first, making him seem less aloof, they gathered around him.
Ye Huang and a group of classmates left.
Wen Lin, however, remained rooted to the spot.
Because, as he brushed past Ye Huang, he heard a subtle yet clear voice.
"Be careful, don't go to secluded places."
Wen Lin: ???
Was Ye Huang warning him?
...Until he walked out of Gold City Third Martial Arts Middle School, looking at the classmates of the same grade who were still discussing Ye Huang's Divine Ability Awakening in groups of two and three.
Wen Lin was still pondering Ye Huang's warning.
He confirmed that he had never offended Ye Huang before.
Analyzing the meaning of Ye Huang's words.
It seemed like a reminder?
So, would he encounter any dangerous trouble?
In his memories, the Self, like him, was kind to people, gentle in nature, liked to follow the crowd, never offended anyone, and never even had verbal conflicts.
Also, because he was an orphan,
He wasn't exactly insecure, but he acted with extreme caution.
He always greeted people with a smile.
Today, he hadn't smiled much, looking dazed, and others found it strange. However, he had celebrated his eighteen years old birthday last night, completely losing the possibility of Awakening a Divine Ability.
Those who knew weren't surprised.
Only a few acquaintances patted his shoulder, without offering much in the way of comfort.
After all, everyone was in the same boat.
What was there to comfort?
"Ye Huang hadn't warned me before today. Is it because he just learned about me, or... is it trouble caused by me not Awakening a Divine Ability?"
Wen Lin was about to pass through a small alley near the school.
He needed to go to the Gold City Martial Arts Office, not too far from the school, this morning to handle the inheritance of his parents' estate.
This was something he had already scheduled before his Transmigration.
His steps paused at the alley entrance.
"This isn't too secluded, but, 'heeding advice is half the battle won.'"
He wasn't in a desperate hurry, nor was he eager to take a shortcut to handle the inheritance right now. He would rather go back and arrange for two close elders to go with him!
Missing the appointment time and waiting another week was fine!
Wen Lin turned and left.
Just a few steps away, he seemed to hear some hurried footsteps coming from the alley.