Oh no! I've been reincarnated as a corpse!

Southern Wilderness, Mass Gravesite.

Lu You's consciousness slowly rose from the void, as if someone had grabbed him by the back of his collar and pulled him out of the water.

He opened his eyes.

The sky was gloomy, with leaden clouds hanging low as if they might collapse at any moment.

A few crows flapped their wings and flew across the sky, leaving behind a series of "cawing" sounds, as noisy as someone banging a gong in your ear.

Lu You was a little confused.

Didn't I suffer a heart attack while working overtime late into the night and ultimately not survive?

He blinked, still not quite understanding.

What did you give me?

He subconsciously turned his head to observe his surroundings, but as soon as he turned his neck, he came face to face with a face.

It was a corpse.

To be precise, it's half a body.

The body consisted only of the upper body; the lower half was missing.

Intestines and internal organs spilled out along the jagged wounds, staining the black soil a strange purplish-brown with dark red blood.

Several plump, white corpse worms were frolicking in and out of the pile of entrails, their fat bodies arching as if they were attending a buffet party and enjoying themselves immensely.

The corpse was a young man, dressed in simple armor, his face frozen in extreme pain and fear.

His eyes were wide open, almost popping out of their sockets, staring intently at Lu You.

Eyes facing each other.

Lu You's scalp tingled instantly.

"...What the hell?!"

He was so frightened that he tried to stand up and run away, but as soon as he propped himself up, he saw the thing stuck in his chest.

It was a sword.

The blade was completely embedded in his heart, with only the hilt sticking out.

Lu You stood frozen in place, a huge question mark slowly emerging in her mind.

……ah?

I have a sword stuck in my heart, and I'm still not dead?

Me, a poet?

And why can't I feel any pain even though my heart has been stabbed right through?

If he felt pain, he would have been rolling around on the floor the moment he woke up, instead of staring at a half-dead corpse.

and many more.

Lu You suddenly realized something was wrong.

It's not just about pain.

It seems he's lost his sense of smell.

Logically speaking, with a half-decomposing corpse lying right next to it, the smell should be very strong, the kind that could be smelled from three blocks away.

But he couldn't smell anything, as if his nose was just a decoration, only there to look good.

He quickly touched his face and found that his sense of touch had also been greatly reduced.

The feeling was like touching something while wearing thick gloves; there was a layer between you and the world, making it hazy and indistinct, as if a layer of plastic wrap had been placed between you and the world.

Fortunately, the face appears to be intact.

It has a nose, two eyes, a mouth, and two ears—it's fully equipped and doesn't lack any parts.

Besides touch, it seems that taste has also gone on strike.

My mouth felt empty, devoid of any taste, as if it were merely a slit in my face.

The good news is that his vision and hearing are still relatively normal.

And my eyesight seems to be better than before.

He used to be a little nearsighted, and things always looked like they were fogged up; he couldn't distinguish between people and animals more than ten meters away.

My vision is now so clear it's like I'm watching 4K high definition; I can even see the sheen on the feathers of a crow ten meters away.

So... what exactly is going on here?

Lu You fell into deep thought.

Could it be that he died suddenly and then time-traveled?

As a modern young man, Lu You has read quite a few online novels.

Time-travel themes are among the most mainstream, so he was naturally familiar with them.

He knows all about transmigrating, body-swapping, transmigrating into a villain, transmigrating into cannon fodder—he knows it all.

To be honest, he used to fantasize about awakening a system after transmigrating, having a cheat code all the way, becoming a god or ancestor, and reaching the pinnacle of life.

But he also knew that it was just a fantasy.

He still has family. If he really time-travels, what will happen to his parents?

To his utter surprise, he now seems to have arrived in a completely unfamiliar place.

And... he seems to be a bit dead.

Lu You glanced down at the hilt of the sword at his heart, his feelings complicated.

I don't even know where I am right now.

I transmigrated into a corpse that can run and jump?

Zombies or something like that?

Surely no Taoist priest would suddenly rush over, stick a yellow talisman on his forehead, and chant "Taishang Laojun, hurry as the law commands!" to send him to the afterlife?

Just then, Lu You thought of something and his eyes lit up.

"system?"

"Gagaga!"

The air was quiet, save for the dutiful echoing of crows, as if mocking him.

Lu You scratched his head, still unwilling to give up.

"panel?"

The air remained silent.

"System, stop hiding, I can see you!"

"...System's son?"

"...Grandpa?"

Lu You called out for a long time, finally confirming in despair that he did not have a cheat code.

He was dumbfounded.

That shouldn't be happening!

Isn't having a cheat code a basic requirement for time travelers? It's like getting a charger included with your phone purchase—it's a standard feature, right?

Where is my cheat code?

Lu You was depressed for a moment, but quickly cheered up.

Oh well, if he didn't have any special abilities, he didn't. He didn't have any cheat codes in his past life either, and he still lived to a ripe old age and died suddenly... Uh, this example doesn't seem very lucky.

Let's get out of this awful place first.

Now he wasn't so afraid of the half-corpse next to him.

Just kidding, what's more frightening than a corpse that's already come back to life?

He himself is the scariest one.

He pushed himself up with both hands and slowly stood up.

The sword hilt was in the way of his chest. Lu You touched his back; there was a broken blade sticking out. Fortunately, the blade wasn't long, so he should be able to pull it out.

He gripped the hilt of the sword and pulled it outwards little by little.

Through the tattered clothes, he could see the flesh and blood tearing as the sword slashed through the wound, dark red blood beads seeping out, stark against the pale skin like drops of cinnabar on white paper.

But he felt no pain at all.

Lu You was actually a little happy.

Becoming a corpse has its advantages; at least you won't feel pain.

Otherwise, pulling the sword out of the heart would probably cause excruciating pain, enough to send one to heaven on the spot.

Lost in thought, he pulled the broken blade out completely.

After the sword was removed from his body, a hideous bloody hole was left in his chest, with the flesh around the edges rolled up like a gaping mouth.

A little bit of blood was still flowing out of the wound, but not much; the flow was less than when I squeezed a pimple in my past life.

Lu You guessed that it might be because the person had been dead for a while and the blood had stopped flowing.

He didn't know the specific reason, but it didn't matter.

The dead deserve respect. They're already dead, why worry about such trivial matters?

He didn't throw away the broken blade; he held it in his hand and swung it around, discovering that the broken blade was ridiculously light.

He was a little surprised; after becoming a corpse, his strength seemed to be much greater than before he transmigrated.

This broken blade is made of iron, so in the past you could feel some weight on it. But now it feels like holding a small twig, so light and flimsy that you can't feel it at all.

Lu You wasn't sure where she was or if there was any danger. She could use the broken blade as a weapon for self-defense.

After standing up, my field of vision opened up considerably.

He looked around and finally saw the scene around him clearly.

This is a desolate plain, the soil as black as ink, as if it has been soaked in blood countless times, and you wonder if blood will seep out if you step on it.

The ground was littered with corpses.

Some were piled together, forming small mountains, with flies and crows circling around them, occasionally swooping down to peck at the food, as if they were having a feast.

Some bodies were scattered everywhere, like trash that had been carelessly discarded, lying here and there without any order.

Some of the bodies were still intact, while others, like their "companions" next to them, were incomplete, missing limbs, or simply only half a body remained.

A cold wind howled past, and the faint gray mist that billowed in the air shrouded the entire mass grave like a thin veil.

hiss.

What kind of place is this?

It looks like a scene from a horror movie.

Lu You didn't know which way to go, so she simply closed her eyes, spun around in place, and walked in whichever direction she was facing when she stopped.

He walked for an unknown distance, stumbling along, occasionally stepping on something soft or hard, but he chose not to think about it.

Suddenly, voices came from afar.

Lu You's expression changed slightly, and he reflexively lunged to the side, lying on top of several relatively intact corpses.

He quickly adjusted his posture, his eyes widened, his mouth slightly open, his expression terrified, looking as if he had died with his eyes wide open.

His eyes were looking in the direction from which the sound came.

From this angle, even if someone discovers him, they would only think it's an ordinary corpse.

Gradually, three young men dressed in gray robes came into view.

Two men and one woman.

They carried strange little flags and compasses, talking in hushed tones as they walked, their expressions wary, as if they were searching for something.

someone!

Living, breathing human beings!

Great, this godforsaken place isn't just full of corpses!

Lu You's happiness lasted only a couple of seconds before her heart sank.

Although they are not corpses, I feel like I am?

and.

Lu You suddenly noticed something very strange.

The moment he saw these three people, a strong desire suddenly welled up in his heart.

A bloodthirsty craving.

Even though he had no sense of smell, he seemed to be able to "smell" the fragrance on these three people.

That fresh, warm, and vibrant aroma is like freshly roasted meat sizzling on a hot plate, or like the refreshing sweetness of a chilled watermelon sliced ​​open on a summer afternoon.

The fragrance seeped into his mind, making his very soul itch.

They look...like they taste delicious.

Lu You felt her mouth watering.