Simultaneous Time Travel: Am I the only normal person among them?

A shovel, pale skin, long hair, and a retro long dress.

Moreover, according to Luke's memories, he lived in a village.

Its full name is White Rabbit Hill North Village, which is also the name of Zhang Chulan's hometown.

Now that the memories had merged, Luke realized what had happened.

Isn't this the opening chapter of Under One Person?

Keep in mind that Luke had only recently rewatched this old-school shonen anime before he transmigrated.

In an argument with a certain abstract dog-loving guy, I wondered if Ah Lian could avoid the virginity mark if she genuinely liked manually applying glue.

"Alright, alright, I give up, but you all know my current situation."

"If I wake up and they notice something is wrong, with my current strength, I'll definitely be taken down."

"No, with Feng Baobao's strange intuition, the changes that have happened to me can't be hidden!"

Luke spread his hands, looking rather helpless.

So what if she is Feng Baobao?

With his skinny arms and legs, even if you add a few Lukes to the mix, they might not be a match for Bao'er.

After all, it is subject to the influence of global rules.

When Luke's abilities from other worlds appear in his own body, he adapts and changes them to suit the local context.

For example, the Dragon Luke doesn't bring any bloodline enhancement to others; he merely indirectly enhances the physical strength and potential of other Lukes.

Words of power can be used in all of their worlds, but they have all undergone certain changes in their form of manifestation.

The intensity is also uncertain; it may become stronger or weaker.

Neurologists refer to this change as the world's inclusivity and exclusion.

The specific meaning will be studied in detail once personal safety can be guaranteed.

Despite Luke now having a crippled fifth-generation creature, an ordinary mental patient, and the added advantage of a Marine first class.

But Luke was full of doubts about whether he could defeat Feng Baobao, who was suspected to be an artificial fairy.

"With Feng Baobao's strength, she probably wouldn't even need a kitchen knife to beat me."

"But I didn't tell you to go find Feng Baobao!"

"If you can't win, run. If you can't run, surrender. Cooperate actively, survive first, and we can always launch a counterattack when Luke, the big shot, comes along!"

The psychiatrist moved to Bengbu.

Are new recruits these days really this reckless? They were just discussing how to survive.

As a result, the newcomer is now preparing to go head-to-head with the top experts from the original world.

Are you really Luke, you brute?

The psychiatrist glanced at Luke with suspicion, but didn't think much of it.

"Besides, not everyone in the world of supernatural beings is strong. If you can escape, find a few lone individuals to target and get the Qi cultivation techniques first."

"Our main goal right now is to survive!"

"Of course, it would be best if we could obtain the Eight Extraordinary Skills."

At this point, the psychiatrist adjusted his glasses again, his eyes gleaming with wisdom.

The Eight Extraordinary Techniques, if they were in the hands of Luke and his ilk, would surely produce amazing results.

"Ah, you mean that? I understand."

"Good that you understand. Be careful when you choose to target someone with supernatural abilities."

"Let's keep going and work together!"

Navy Luke tried to boost Luke's confidence through encouragement.

"Please, Godfather!"

The student shamelessly clasped his hands together.

Looking at this bunch of bastards, Luke rolled his eyes.

In the end, it turned out to be my own thigh!

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Chapter 3 Open Your Eyes at Dawn

As dawn broke, in a dilapidated warehouse near Qiubei Village.

Xu San was on the phone while Feng Baobao stood beside him, seemingly lost in thought.

A human-shaped burlap sack is vaguely visible in the corner.

"Xu Si, Bao Bao has checked and confirmed that the tomb that was robbed is Zhang Xilin's."

"Zhang Xilin...can you tell who did it?"

Xu San turned to look at Feng Baobao, who looked away and shook her head.

"The baby said he couldn't tell, the scene was badly damaged, and there were no clues."

Upon hearing this, Xu Si on the other end of the phone frowned.

This is going to be a bit troublesome.

"Okay, you can continue to wander around the cemetery with the baby. I'll go check on things after I've finished dealing with things here."

"Zhang Chulan should arrive this afternoon, and with him around, we should be able to attract the murderer's attention."

Xu Si rarely acted seriously; he was usually quite carefree and irresponsible.

This calm and collected arrangement made Xu San nod in approval, thinking that Xu Si, the person in charge, was indeed quite capable.

"Xu Si, remember to bring my Okamoto 0.01 over. Shaving people's heads with a shovel is too much trouble..."

Bao'er uttered softly.

The warehouse fell silent, and Xu Si on the other end of the phone remained silent.

"Xu! Si!"

Before Xu San could fully erupt, Xu Si decisively hung up the phone.

He reached out and wiped away the non-existent cold sweat from his head.

I miscalculated; I never expected to fall victim to the baby.

Okay, let's go see Xu San in a few days.

beep...beep...beep...

Hearing the dial tone as the phone hung up, Xu San's face darkened.

I couldn't control the force in my hand, and even the phone screen cracked.

Don't be angry, don't be angry...

Xu San tried his best to calm himself down and made a record of this.

We'll settle things once that bastard Xu Si gets back!

At that moment, Feng Baobao suddenly picked up the shovel and stared intently at the corner.

"What's wrong, baby?"

Xu San was puzzled.

Besides the two of them, there was only one ordinary person unconscious in the warehouse.

Who else could possibly arouse Feng Baobao's suspicion?

Could it be that the killer has tracked us down here?

Thinking of this, Xu San was eager to try.

Since Xu Si isn't here, having a punching bag to relieve some mental stress would be helpful.

"That kid seems to have gotten stronger."

"?"

Before Xu San could even ask a question, Luke, who was in the corner, trembled.

The shared enhancements brought by the mist space made Luke groan involuntarily.

This deep, soul-stirring sense of satisfaction is like sitting by a fireplace in winter, admiring the Frozen wonderland outside the window—it's intoxicating.

Upon hearing that seductive voice, Xu San's gaze turned cold, and his expression gradually became hostile.

This bastard looks just like that shameless scoundrel Xu Si!

I can't resist anymore, let me see!

Just as Xu San was about to use the boy to vent his anger, Feng Baobao stopped him.

"He seems to have become an extraordinary person."

Bao'er stared blankly at Luke.

Xu San: "??"

In the world of Under One Person, all things and all living beings possess innate Qi.

This is a rather abstract form of energy, and its specific explanation is extremely complex.

The biggest difference between extraordinary people and ordinary people lies in whether they can perceive and utilize this innate Qi.

Normally, there are two ways to become an Outcast.

The first type is born into a good family, where one senses the innate Qi at birth, possesses extraordinary abilities, and becomes an innate extraordinary person.

The second type possesses a good sense of Qi and, through cultivation techniques, uses innate Qi to guide acquired Qi, thus becoming an extraordinary person.

The former depends on fate, the latter on talent.

However, one thing to note is...

Most ordinary people, even if they practice with secret manuals for decades, may not be able to sense the so-called "Qi sensation".

Not to mention later using the primordial Qi to guide the acquired Qi.

It's estimated that only when the person is almost buried will they be able to do so, just a tiny bit, really just a tiny bit.

So little that it could break the defenses of the Korean people.

You might live a whole life and still not practice as much as someone with real talent does in an hour.

It's not just inefficient; it's utterly inefficient.

This is one of the reasons why Master Ma's self-cultivation furnace has attracted so much competition.

As for someone like Luke, who, without any guidance, sensed innate Qi simply by sleeping.

That's even more outrageous than the hell—he took off in a helicopter!

Luke received the gifts from the other three people, and he thought that at most the three of them could only increase his physical strength a few times.

One is a shonen manga, one is fantasy, and one is science fiction; they all seem completely out of place with the mysterious power of the East.

But he was wrong.

He is totally wrong!

The assimilation of the mist space is not just about a simultaneous increase in strength, but also includes the essence of other Lukes.

The physical body is just the foundation; the soul, talent, and even status can be integrated.

Even a limited integration is far beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Among them, the one who played the biggest role was Luke from the world of dragons!

Perhaps because a certain old thief often retconned the book, most people didn't have high expectations for the strength of this group of defeated dragon kings.

In fact, there's really nothing to look forward to.