chapter 3

James wanted to step outside the room, but suddenly, a golden screen materialized out of thin air. He halted automatically in front of the door as a message flashed on the screen: "Welcome to the new world, James." Internally, James was bewildered. "Am I dead? How can I be dead?" he thought. The host's a melodic female voice came through, "You are not dead. You crossed into this world through the gate." he panicked who are you but he didn't see anybody same time the female voice is heard again the voice started telling about her self i am a system spirit. I am here to help you host.

After a few minutes, James began to grasp the concept. A melodious voice announced, "You have received an auto-translation skill." Suddenly, James was bombarded with a torrent of knowledge, so overwhelming that his brain felt like it was sizzling. Dizzy and exhausted, he wanted nothing more than to sleep, but he forced himself to wait for an hour. Gradually, the pain subsided, and he surveyed the room. His eyes took in the sight of some books, a few chairs, a single bed, and a desk.

Approaching the desk, James noticed two pieces of paper. He picked one up and read it. The words morphed before his eyes, translating into plain English:

"Hello, I don't know who's reading this letter, but I can say one thing for certain—you are the chosen one. I am a sage. I've spent my entire life in this room, living in that hut, and it holds special memories for me. I am bequeathing this home to my next of kin, but if my lineage has ceased to exist, you may claim it. Please inscribe your name at the bottom of this page."

James spotted a cross mark on the page. Next to it, there was an ink bottle and a quill. He dipped the quill in the ink and wrote his name at the bottom: James Lee. As soon as he finished, the letter glowed with a golden light and vanished into thin air. He turned his attention to the second piece of paper, which listed random locations and features of the home. Placing the paper back on the table, James walked outside. He was greeted by the sight of large trees, an expansive garden, and fields surrounding the hut.

James ambled leisurely through his garden, the morning sun casting a warm glow over the dew-kissed flora. The tranquility of the moment was palpable, yet his mind was restless, yearning for something more. He retreated to his chamber, where an array of swords adorned the wall. Selecting one, he brandished it with fervor, his movements erratic yet purposeful. As if by magic, a chime resonated within his psyche, signaling the acquisition of rudimentary swordsmanship. Knowledge flooded his consciousness, and he commenced honing his newfound skills with zeal.

Later, James reclined in his chair, his gaze wandering over the spines of numerous tomes until one caught his eye—a cookbook. His interest piqued, he delved into the pages, absorbing the culinary secrets within. Another chime, and suddenly, he was endowed with a wealth of gastronomic expertise, from the nuances of vegetables and spices to the intricacies of flavor combinations.

Despite his new skills, ennui soon set in, and curiosity led him to inspect his status:

Name: James Lee

Age: 18

Strength: 1

Agility: 1

Luck: 0

Charm: 0

IQ: 1

Skills: Auto Translation; Cooking Skill; Basic Sword Mastery

Options: Exchange; Item Box

Discontent with his modest attributes, James seized a spear and ventured back into the garden. With wild abandon, he swung the weapon, and as if in response, a notification heralded the attainment of basic spear techniques.

The peace was shattered by a distant rumbling. Trees toppled in the wake, and soon, a formidable ogre emerged, its towering, muscular form casting a shadow of dread. Panic gripped James as the creature neared, but a mysterious white barrier materialized, encircling his abode and offering sanctuary.

Seizing the moment, James hurled the spear with all his might. It soared, piercing the ogre's chest, and as the beast collapsed, it disintegrated into particles, leaving behind only trinkets and a blade. James gathered the spoils into his item box, and a triumphant chime announced his ascension to level 1.

In the aftermath, a sudden pain clutched at his heart, and darkness enveloped him. When he awoke from a deep slumber, a sense of transformation was evident. The mirror reflected a leaner, more chiseled visage, and his physique had undergone a remarkable metamorphosis—muscles defined, abs sculpted. Eagerly, he reviewed his status, noting the enhancements and additional features:

Name: James Lee

Age: 18

Strength: 5

Agility: 5

Luck: 10

Charm: 1

IQ: 1

Start Points: 5

Skills: Auto Translation; Cooking Skill; Basic Sword Mastery

Options: Exchange; Item Box

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