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The Days I Transmigrated into "Mo Dao Zu Shi": Part One
墨書 Inktalez
"... You should have practiced enough by now; it's time for you to go out and gain some experience."
"Huh?"
"From now on, just work hard on your own!"
"Wait! At least explain what I need to do... ahhhhh──!"
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As I slowly opened my eyes, the blurry scenery gradually came into focus.
I sat up in confusion and casually surveyed my surroundings—it seemed to be an empty cave, with no immediate threats from venomous snakes or fierce beasts, so I should be safe for the time being.
First things first, let's assess the situation.
Regarding my own memories, my initial impression is that during a deep sleep, something triggered in my dream, and as a result, I was transported to another world.
There, I was given a new identity and had a mentor named "Anyeah" who taught me some essential skills necessary for survival in this world.
... It felt somewhat like receiving basic training in a game's tutorial village.
So, is the tutorial over now, and am I ready to start taking on quests?
Speaking of which, what are quests?
After waiting for a while, there was still no sign of the system notifications that typically appear in otherworldly novels.
System? Are you there? Can you give me a sign? Hello?
... Never mind, since there's no voice guidance, is there a control panel?
Just as I was thinking, a translucent interface suddenly appeared before my eyes.
Oh, there it is!
I casually browsed through it, and it seemed to contain basic identity settings and a skill bar, along with a line labeled "Spirit Power Value," and a title bar simply stating "Progress Status: Starting Point." However, I couldn't find anything related to tasks.
In summary, this interface only allows me to check my own status.
This system is really too simplistic!
There are no instructions at all. So what am I supposed to do now?
Right! Does the system provide any task items or equipment?
I looked around myself and confirmed that I didn't see any suspicious items. After carefully inspecting my entire body, I finally found three things in my left sleeve: a steamed bun, a bamboo tube for carrying water, and five coins.
...Is that it? Nothing more? Nothing at all!
It really is just the basic supplies for a beginner.
Whose starting equipment could be more shabby than mine?
I immediately felt a headache coming on and raised my hand to rub my temples.
So now... what should I do?
I stood there at a loss for quite some time, and then I sniffled, unable to help but frown.
To be honest, the smell in this cave is really unpleasant. Amidst the slightly damp odor of decay, there's also a fishy rust smell...
Perhaps I should first confirm what this place actually is.
Looking around carefully, I noticed a medium-sized hole in the ceiling letting in some daylight, bringing a hint of illumination to the dark and obscure cave. The black cavern was quite spacious but felt rather chaotic, as if it had been heavily damaged by someone. Several tattered and crumbling talismans hung precariously on the stone walls, seemingly no longer effective, and there were old rust-colored stains on the ground that appeared to depict something...
This scene was indeed strange, but it felt oddly... familiar?
Filled with confusion, I stood up and walked toward the direction of the metallic smell.
Deep within the cave, there was a murky pool that looked both black and red, unclean and foul; that strange odor must have been emanating from here.
On the water's surface, a vague reflection of a figure appeared—a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old, of average height, with an ordinary face that one would easily forget after a glance. Her dark brown hair was tied back into a low ponytail at her neck, and she wore a simple ancient outfit...
She was completely unremarkable.
This was the new identity given to me by the system.
I stared at my appearance for a while, scratched my face, and turned to walk out.
Outside the cave was a pitch-black forest; all the grass and leaves were dark, and there was a heavy, oppressive atmosphere in the air that made the scenery look particularly gloomy and dim.
Not far ahead along the mountain path were several dilapidated shacks. After years of exposure to wind and rain, they were clearly uninhabitable.
I walked slowly down the mountain path, passing by several remnants of destroyed Stone Beasts.
Standing beside one of the mangled Stone Beasts, I looked down and could vaguely see a high wall over ten feet tall surrounding the foot of the mountain; however, parts of that wall had already collapsed.
The area seemed deserted, with not a single sound of human presence; it was eerily quiet.
...I probably shouldn't look any further.
I turned around and walked back along the mountain path.
The answer was already quite obvious.
Standing silently in front of the dark cave at the end of the path, I couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh.
Based on this familiar sense of déjà vu, if I'm not mistaken, this should be the "Demon Suppression Cave" mentioned in the novel "The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation," which I had just finished reading not long ago.
This is a "transmigration into a book"! It's that longed-for, cherished, and sought-after "transmigration into a book"!
However, right now, I really couldn't feel any excitement...
Why?
Just look at this! What is this "Starting Point"?
This scene clearly shows that it has already been some time since the second "Potter's Field" purge was completed, right? And it seems like it's been ages since then; the plot has basically run its course!
Whether it's to complete a quest or to alter the storyline, there’s no room left for me to intervene, is there?
I felt utterly helpless.
Being transmigrated as an inconsequential passerby would have been one thing, but now that the story has already ended and there's nothing I can do, what on earth is the point of throwing me into this cursed place?!
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