Strange Dream

Under the cold moonlight, a figure slowly stood up from a pile of bones.

Looking down at his almost decaying body and the skeletal arm exposed, Feng Qishen was astonished.

He clearly remembered that just a second ago, he was in Mr. Wang's history class, feeling overwhelmed by drowsiness and eventually falling asleep on his desk.

And now, when he opened his eyes, he found himself in this scene.

Dark clouds loomed overhead, and the ground was covered in piles of bones. And he was standing up from within the pile of bones.

What made him even more horrified was that his body had somehow started to decay. He could clearly see the gray organs shrinking and decaying inside his chest, as well as the scratched ribs.

Something is not right. This should just be a very realistic dream.

Snap!

No pain. Hmm, it's definitely a dream!

But the problem is... how the hell do I get out of here?

While Feng Qishen was pondering, a low growl came from the right. He turned his head and saw a decaying corpse that was originally lying in the pile of bones slowly standing up.

Because the right shinbone of this corpse was incomplete, it couldn't stand steadily and made a crisp sound of bone dislocation. The undead immediately performed a split in place.

Feng Qishen really wanted to applaud him, but at this moment, the undead roared and reached out its emaciated right arm towards him.

Startled, Feng Qishen immediately took two steps back, avoiding the undead's attack.

But the undead didn't give up and continued crawling towards him, its mouth constantly opening and closing as if it was extremely eager to take a bite out of him.

"If this is a dream, the details are too real."

Taking two more steps back, Feng Qishen turned his head and saw a skeleton hanging on a withered tree behind him. He grabbed the right leg bone of the skeleton.

"I'll borrow your leg for self-defense!"

With that, he pulled hard and broke the right shinbone of the skeleton hanging on the tree.

Turning his head again to face the undead, he found that it had already approached. Without hesitation, Feng Qishen took a step forward and fiercely smashed the leg bone in his hand onto the undead's head.

Crack!

After a crisp sound, the leg bone in his hand broke.

"It seems like my bones were quite weak when I was alive."

Looking at the half-broken bone in his hand, Feng Qishen couldn't help but comment.

Fortunately, there was no shortage of bones in this graveyard. After picking up another dry bone from the ground, he once again smashed it towards the undead's head.

This time, it had an effect.

The undead started trembling violently.

Under the moonlight, Feng Qishen could clearly see a small ball in the undead's "enlightened" head, slowly beating like a heart.

After the leg bone brushed against this ball, the undead started trembling all over.

Feng Qishen speculated that this might be the undead's weak point, so he raised the leg bone high, aimed at the ball in the undead's head, and fiercely smashed it.

Snap!

The ball shattered, and the undead instantly became motionless. At the same time, a strong stench of decay filled the air, almost making Feng Qishen vomit his internal organs.

Wait a minute? Why can I smell the odor? Isn't this a dream?

Just as Feng Qishen was puzzled, a blood-red light spot emerged from the undead and entered his body.

Immediately after, a series of information appeared in his mind.

[Weak Undead: Feng Qishen]

Strength Level: Not yet ranked

Prefix Title: Weak (Body strength reduced by 30%)

Bloodline: Human (Primary)

Bloodline Evolution Points: 1/1000

Prefix Title Milestone:

Weak (Upgradeable): First Stage (3%)

Prefix Title First Milestone: Killing an undead grants title evolution points.

After reading the information in his mind, another piece of text appeared.

[You are puzzled after just activating bloodline evolution, with a hundred thousand questions in your mind. So, you decide to quickly become stronger and explore the secrets of this world!]

What the hell?

The sudden voiceover in his mind caught Feng Qishen off guard.

But he didn't want to become stronger as the voiceover suggested. Right now, he just wanted to go back to reality and end this terrible "dream."

[You turn your head and see many undead figures moving in the east. In order to collect bloodline energy, activate evolution, and cruelly kill them!]

Feng Qishen: ...

No, I don't want to.

Feng Qishen threw away the leg bone in his hand and turned around, walking in the opposite direction.

But after walking a few steps, he found that the area to the west was covered in thick fog. Vague ghostly figures could be seen moving in the mist. If he listened carefully, he could even hear intermittent whispers, which seemed extremely eerie and terrifying.

Feng Qishen was never a coward, but in order to understand the secrets of this dream, he decided not to take any risks for now. So, he turned around and walked towards the area where the undead were in the east.

Until now, Feng Qishen still didn't want to admit the fact that he had crossed over.

Just a few minutes ago, he was still a handsome and sunny young man, about to graduate and head towards a bright future... or the harsh reality of society.

But no matter what, it was better than the current situation. He had turned into a thinking undead, incredibly ugly and incredibly smelly. Feng Qishen found it difficult to accept.

He didn't expect to become an immortal cultivator or have eternal life after crossing over, nor did he expect beautiful women to throw themselves at him or have a harem of three thousand beauties. He didn't even expect to become a waste in a family with a golden finger.

But at the very least, let me start as a human!

Looking down at his mutilated body, Feng Qishen couldn't bear to look at it, his face full of disgust.

He tried to smell the foul odor on his body and almost fainted from his own stench.

This is simply a hellish start.

Crossing over like this, Feng Qishen had no motivation to become stronger. He felt that it would be better to just die.

But thoughts were just thoughts. Feng Qishen couldn't bring himself to die.

Right now, he urgently wanted to figure out where he was and why he appeared here.

Along the way, the ground was covered with bones, and every step made a creaking sound. Feng Qishen's feet occasionally sank into the bone pile, requiring some effort to continue moving forward.

Not far away, dozens of undead stood still, their bodies swaying gently in the wind.

This scene was very eerie, but Feng Qishen had a strong mental fortitude, so he was only slightly nervous.

He decided to follow the instructions in his mind, try to kill a few undead first, and see what changes would happen to himself after evolution.

Approaching the area where the undead were, Feng Qishen stopped.

Since the undead were very close to each other, for safety reasons, Feng Qishen threw the bone in his hand towards the undead closest to him, trying to attract its attention.

The bone flew in a half-moon arc in the air and accurately landed behind the undead, making a sound.

But the undead remained motionless, seemingly unaware of the movement behind it.

Seeing this, Feng Qishen realized that these undead seemed unable to perceive their surroundings. This gave him a boost of confidence.

After picking up a bone and confirming its hardness by smashing it on the ground twice, he boldly took several steps forward.

Just then, dozens of undead in the distance turned around collectively, their hollow eyes fixed on Feng Qishen.

Low growls echoed one after another as they stepped forward, their bodies swaying, stumbling towards Feng Qishen.

Damn it!

Just as Feng Qishen was about to unleash his full power, he turned around and ran, leaving his pursuers behind.

But before he could take two steps, he heard a crisp sound of bones breaking under his feet, and his body suddenly sank.

Oh no!

Feng Qishen, who didn't pay attention to the ground, had stepped on and crushed a bone, causing his left leg to sink in. It took a lot of effort to pull it out.

The dozens of undead were already close, and Feng Qishen felt anxious. He kept pulling his left leg, trying to stand up.

But the undead wouldn't give him a chance. They pounced on Feng Qishen and began to devour his body frantically.

Although he couldn't feel any pain, Feng Qishen's young heart was deeply traumatized!

He~tui, they eat their own kind, what a bunch of bastards!

If you have the guts, fight me one-on-one. What's the point of ganging up?

Am I going to die right after crossing over? If I have to be reborn in the next life, please give me a newbie gift package.

As his consciousness gradually blurred, he could faintly hear the crisp sound of chewing in his ears, and finally, everything turned dark.

...

Snap!

A chalk drew a graceful arc in the air and accurately hit Feng Qishen's head.

"Feng Qishen, I told you to wake up and answer the question, do you hear me?"

Feng Qishen, who was lying on the desk, immediately opened his eyes and slowly raised his head. Everything in front of him was so familiar.

Mr. Wang, who was full of anger in front of the podium, his desk mate, roommate, and best friend Mo Fei, who was pinching his right thigh, and his classmates who were looking at him in surprise.

Even the air seemed so sweet at this moment.

I'm back!

Snap! At this moment, a board eraser accurately hit his right cheek, leaving a white mark after sliding down.

"Feng Qishen! I'm telling you for the last time, get up and answer the question!!!"

Looking at Mr. Wang, who grabbed the corner of the podium and slowly lifted it, Feng Qishen had no doubt that if he didn't respond, Mr. Wang would throw the podium at him.

A hero doesn't suffer the immediate loss. He slapped away Mo Fei's hand that was still pinching his thigh and stood up.

"Teacher Wang, I'm here!"