New concept of the mysterious way to ascend to immortality

Chapter 1: Great Wilderness Immortal Scripture, Helping You Ascend

In the center of the dimly lit hall, a body, its limbs cut open and a dagger stuck in its heart, lay quietly on the floor. Blood slowly oozed from the wounds, and its body temperature gradually faded.

Suddenly, the fingertips, which had already become cold, trembled slightly.

...

[The "Great Wilderness Immortal Scripture" spiritual synchronization is complete! ]

[Time: 427th year of the lunar waning period. Founding the country, 14th year of Tianfeng. Lunque Road, Chaozhou Prefecture, Huangshu Mountain, Dagou Village.]

User Identity: Millworker at the East Gate of Dagou Village. Tofu Li, Li Shouyi. Property: One donkey. Cultivation Aptitude: Low. Spiritual Roots: None.

"The Great Wilderness Immortal Scripture" is a 100% authentic, soul-traveling, real-life sandbox game of cultivating immortals from another world. This game combines reincarnation, seeking immortals, exploring other worlds, real-life tourism, culinary experiences, enjoying life, espionage and scientific research, wilderness survival, and career advancement. With 100% freedom, explore the mysteries of the immortal world on your own and promptly upload your work to the server.

[Now starting the digital soul protection program. 】

[Game Genie has been activated: "Clear the game with one life, helping you live a wonderful second life!"]

[Basic Task 1: Search for immortality as quickly as possible, absorb spiritual energy resources, activate the spiritual root shaping function, and embark on the path of cultivation.]

[Warm Tip: There are many things to consider when practicing Taoism, but safety is paramount. You only have one life, so be mindful of your disguise. Based on the intelligence and feedback from many users, please avoid displaying unusual behavior that could arouse suspicion among the locals and lead to being beaten to death as if possessed.]

Drop! Drop!
[Warning! Warning! Unknown contaminated energy has been detected invading and breaking the soul firewall. The internal energy is about to run out. Please deal with it immediately! !]

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A series of reminders echoed in my head, awakening my dormant soul. Chaotic fragments of memory flashed back wildly, roiling my thoughts into chaos.

At the sweltering night market, the clamor of pedestrians and car horns mingled. Red taillights flashed, and the air was thick with the aroma of cumin barbecue and spicy crayfish.

In the dimly lit and steam-filled factory, the dilapidated old-fashioned steam machinery made a deafening roar. The workers in simple clothes had dull eyes and numbly picked the products out of the machines.

Transcending the concepts of time and space, the starry sky stretched into a dazzling array of abstract lines, rapidly receding past my eyes. Time and space lost their meaning at this moment, and everything became indescribable.

In an ordinary living room, a 40-inch TV plays a martial arts film from over a decade ago. A tabby cat hops lightly onto the coffee table and licks its paw.

Sci-fi-style aircraft fill the sky like a swarm of bees, rapidly shuttling between the sky-high steel buildings in the epic space city.

The brick-paved sewer was filled with a foul stench, the kerosene lamp flickered violently, and the sound of rapid breathing echoed in my ears. In the darkness, two figures wielded nets and pitchforks, chasing a screaming, fleeing green-skinned dwarf monster.

My fingers swiped across the screen, refreshing one video after another of sexy young ladies dancing in sexy outfits. Big data, remember me.

An octopus girl with charming looks, enchanting figure, sky-blue skin, and eight thick tentacles covered with suction cups on her lower body is passionately wrapping herself up and binding herself, tightening more and more until she is almost suffocating.

In the dilapidated warehouse, amidst the fanatical shouting, a big man with bandages wrapped around his fists and vertical pupils with fine scales on his cheeks showed a bloodthirsty smile and threw a hook punch at himself.

A flood of chaotic memory fragments played continuously, making it difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood. Before I could comprehend it all, the scene abruptly stopped. My thoughts were suddenly overwhelmed by the rapid beeping of alarms.

drop--!--!
[Warning! Unknown contaminating energy has been detected invading and breaching the Soul Firewall. Please take action immediately! Failure to do so will result in irreversible consequences... Everything... will be borne by...]

The chaotic memories began to settle, consciousness regained the upper hand, and Yuan Zhu woke up from his coma.

Cold, shaking.

Who am I? Where am I? Who is Yuan Zhu? Huh... is it me? But my last name shouldn't be Su... what was it? Who is Li Shouyi? Chaozhou Prefecture, Lunque Road, Zhuguo... what are these places? Why can't I remember them at all?

As he recalled and questioned himself, his paralyzed thinking ability was reorganized. Yuan Zhu quickly recalled the information about his current body:
Yuan Zhu, 18, high school dropout, orphan, with a half-brother. A legal resident of Running City, he worked part-time at the Huozhiya Cleaning Company. While I didn't fully understand, I was certain he had no connection to Li Shouyi from Dagou Village.

So, what kind of illusion is this [Great Wilderness Immortal Scripture]?
As for the information before his time travel, the harder he tried to recall it, the more vague it became. After searching for a long time, he could only recall useless information such as Earth, nine years of compulsory education, and how he accidentally joined a veterinary pharmaceutical company after graduating from university and became a social worker.

The more relevant the content is to oneself, the more vague it becomes.

He strained his memory, only to recall a suspected last name, "Su." As for his given name, was it Su Shi, Su Xun, or Su Zhe? No, I'd messed up my knowledge. These three were from the Song Dynasty, and I was... Ugh, my head hurts! I couldn't think any further.

[Warning! Warning!] The warning sounded again in his mind, reawakening Yuan Zhu and forcing him to give up recollections of his past life and focus on the present.

As consciousness gradually returned to his body, he felt cold, weak, tired, in severe pain, and a sense of suffocation.

My body felt like it was in a state of paralysis, unable to move. I lay paralyzed on the damp, cold floor, soaking wet. My breathing was weak and labored, as if I would suffocate at any moment. Even the slightest tremor of a finger was difficult.

Because of the extreme weakness, the sense of touch is magnified to an alarming degree.

He could clearly feel a pool of cold liquid between his body and the floor, seeping through his clothes and carrying away his body heat. He could smell the stench of blood. Combined with the dull pain in his wrists and chest, he wondered if someone had slashed his wrists? Or stabbed him in the chest? He'd been placed on the floor in a crucifixion pose, arms outstretched.

What kind of deep hatred is this?
His eyes were covered, so he could only hear but not see. Low, incomprehensible chanting continued to be heard from all around him, and there were many people densely packed together.

So, this wasn't a simple murder, but more like some kind of dark underground ritual. He'd passively become the protagonist, the center of the funeral procession, then come back to life, only to be weakened and die again from excessive blood loss...

Where's the promise of clearing the game with one life, helping me live a wonderful second life? Where's the system? Where's the cheat? Where's the game wizard? Are you dead? Come out and work!
The unfamiliar sounds of sacrificial prayers continued to reach his ears, and as the memories of this body emerged, he easily understood the language.

"Nameless Lord of the Corpse Moon, I have presented my offering. Please bestow your grace and blessing... Grant me youthful beauty."

"The fresh and strong virgin body of a northern forest elf...presented to you..."

"The nameless Lord of the Mist... thirteen hearts... escape this bankruptcy crisis..."

"Golden King who wanders dreams... I will offer you gems and gold worth 10. Please revitalize my body."

The cacophony of prayers and offerings filled his ears. Yuan Zhu couldn't understand why these people were begging so many gods at once. Could it be that my body was priceless, holding a secret so profound that it warranted the simultaneous arrival of multiple gods to carve it up?

When the prayer of the rich man who wanted an additional 10 was heard, the unknown polluting force that was attacking the soul firewall suddenly became more violent than 10 times, and the brain was once again drowned out by the harsh warning sound.

[Warning! Warning! The soul firewall has been breached. The database of the Great Wilderness Immortal Scripture has been tampered with by unknown sources. The user security agreement has expired... Forced opening... Failed... Insufficient energy. Please replenish spiritual energy resources as soon as possible. Restart, failed...]

The noise in my head was suppressed by a mysterious force, and the sound became intermittent and increasingly weak.

The mysterious power from the outside world (contaminated energy?) also used the blood on the ground as a guide, flowing through the wounds into the limbs and chest, infusing the body with vitality and driving away the weakness. The pain began to subside, and a cool feeling that penetrated the soul came with it.

It's like drinking a bottle of iced Cola in a hot desert, so refreshing!

The dead body showed a mysterious smile on its face, and Yuan Zhu felt a long-lost comfort. Even his breathing became stronger and he could breathe deeply.

It feels so comfortable to breathe freely!

However, the good times didn't last long. Just a few seconds into his pleasure, he heard that distinctive, sharp, piercing buzzing sound in his brain again. [The Great Wilderness Immortal Scripture] had reappeared, taking over his entire mind.

[Warning! Warning! Pollution is increasing rapidly, causing severe loss of cultivation data... Unknown energy has been detected invading the host's body and mind, causing irreversible distortion! Pollution progress 2.3%↑]

[It has been detected that the user is unable to actively start self-rescue, and emergency avoidance mode has been activated. ]

Unable to analyze and compare the properties of unknown contaminated energy. Unable to obtain spiritual energy resources. Unable to load and match spiritual roots for utilization. Soul... pollution is increasing... 7.5%↑]

Waves of alarmist threats flooded the mental channel, but what could Yuan Zhu, lying in a corpse-like state, do? He only felt a silky refreshing feeling and his physical strength constantly recovering.

Pollution? Erosion? Distortion?
It's totally non-existent, I can't feel it at all! I feel amazing now.

Also, didn't [Great Wilderness Immortal Scripture] shut down automatically after it failed to start? Why did it pop up again, and the volume is even louder than before!
Yuan Zhu's physical strength continued to recover, and his body and mind felt comfortable and happy, as if he were receiving a deep massage. He felt very refreshed. He only found the so-called "Great Wilderness Immortal Scripture" noisy and irritating, and did not want to pay attention to it.

But he wasn't stupid. After being forced to read the series of warning messages, he too fell into paranoia. What if?
What if I were truly contaminated? Comfort was merely a veneer of its own, a disguise. Unfortunately, with so little information to draw on, it was difficult to judge.

Although this unknown energy that penetrated his body brought him joy and strength, he was indeed in a state of 'suspected sacrifice'...

Could it be that an evil god really descended upon this body, deceived its perception, and frantically performed a rescue massage on itself, providing false pleasure, but its real purpose was to secretly marinate it?

Unfortunately, he didn't even have the right to choose. He could only let his mind wander and couldn't make any changes. He could only endure it silently.

(End of this chapter)