“Hiss!” Lin Qing in reality gasped sharply.
He didn’t even have time to think, raising his hand to pinch his thigh hard.
“!!!” The real pain told him this wasn’t a dream, and he wasn’t crazy.
“So…
I died?” Lin Qing sat on the broken wooden stool, looking dazed, his mind a mess.
I died, then who am I now?
Both the scene in the video and the events narrated by the voiceover perfectly overlapped with his own life trajectory.
Including the Spirit!
Lin Qing’s heart stirred.
A slight burning sensation came from the center of his eyebrows.
The next second, a similarly deep and mysterious vertical pupil quietly emerged.
His Spirit was also a Heavenly Eye!
Of course, calling it a Heavenly Eye, it was actually just a very handsome-looking vertical eye between his eyebrows for now.
Apart from his vision becoming exceptionally good, allowing him to see the texture of leaves a hundred meters away, he hadn’t discovered any other special abilities of this Spirit.
As for his Innate spirit power, it was also level eight.
One coincidence could be called an accident.
Two coincidences could still be called a coincidence.
But everywhere was a coincidence…
This could no longer be explained by “coincidence”!
“This dead Lin Qing is very likely me, but it should be the me of this World sitting here right now.” Lin Qing forced himself to calm down and began to analyze the status quo.
He could only think of two explanations.
First: This was simply a gimmick created by the Golden Finger.
The so-called “last words” and “legacy” were all background stories fabricated by the System to issue rewards.
After all, what serious System would actually let a host listen to their own last words?
Second: This dead Lin Qing was indeed him, but not the him on this timeline.
Instead, it was a parallel World, or a him on another timeline.
Only this could explain why the experiences were so similar.
“Whatever.” Lin Qing shook his head, throwing the messy thoughts to the back of his mind.
“Anyway, regardless of which situation it is, it shouldn’t be harmful to me.” If the System really wanted to kill him, would it need so much trouble?
When in Rome, do as the Romans do.
Suppressing the shock in his heart, Lin Qing’s gaze fell back onto the urn on the table, his eyes becoming hot.
“Let me take a good look at what your legacy can bring us!” As if sensing his thoughts, the voiceover in his mind continued to sound steadily.
[After my Spirit Awakening, I received an invitation from Spirit Hall.] The scene switched.
A letter appeared in “Lin Qing’s” hand.
The envelope was stamped with the unique emblem of Spirit Hall.
[At the same time, I could also choose to go to Nuoding Academy where Tang San is to study.] Another scene showed the old village chief of Emperor Soul Village leaning on his cane, kindly saying something to the young “Lin Qing”.
“Child, I have secured the work-study student quota for Nuoding Academy in the village for you.” At this moment, Lin Qing faced the first choice in his life.
[Considering that I have no background, weak strength, and no Golden Finger…] The voiceover fluctuated slightly for the first time, as if sighing.
[After deep consideration, I chose to join Spirit Hall!] The scene froze.
The young “Lin Qing” stood at the village entrance, carrying a simple knapsack.
He took one last look at Emperor Soul Village, where he had lived for six years, and at Second Girl, the young girl who was weeping while saying goodbye to him, then turned around and took a firm step forward.
“Oh?” Lin Qing in reality flashed a trace of surprise in his eyes.
He had already figured out the situation in this area long ago.
Emperor Soul Village was located on the border of the Heaven Dou Empire, a remote area.
The nearest Elementary Spirit Master Academy was Nuoding Academy in Nuoding City.
This was the same academy where Tang San had stayed for six years in the original work.
As an orphan, if there were no accidents, the high probability was that he could only use the work-study student quota with the help of the village chief to go to Nuoding Academy.
No way, it was too poor, there was no choice.
But this Lin Qing from the parallel World actually received an invitation from Spirit Hall!
“It seems…
quite reasonable?” Lin Qing quickly figured out the key.
The Body Martial Soul, Heavenly Eye, might not have been fully researched in this era, and many people might treat it as an ordinary mutated Spirit.
But Innate spirit power level eight!
This number was enough to attract attention anywhere.
You know, level seven Innate spirit power was already considered a small Genius.
Level eight, level nine, those were the seeds that major forces scrambled for.
As for Innate Full Soul Power?
That was something impossible to find.
As the largest Spirit Master organization on the continent, Spirit Hall had eyes and ears everywhere.
Discovering a child with level eight Innate spirit power, how could they not extend an olive branch?
Lin Qing touched his chin, thoughtful.
“The invitation from Spirit Hall on my side might already be on the way, it just hasn’t arrived yet.” After all, Emperor Soul Village was too remote, and information transmission took time.
“Interesting.” Lin Qing’s eyes became brighter and brighter.
The experience of the parallel World’s Lin Qing was like a window that had suddenly opened, allowing him to see a completely different future, a completely different path.
“Even if the so-called ‘legacy’ is just this memory, its value is already immeasurable.” Because this memory didn’t bring him gold or silver treasures.
It brought information!
Real and detailed information about the future.
Not the one-sided World seen from the perspective of the protagonist Tang San and others in the original Douluo Continent novel.
But the Douluo Continent experienced and seen personally from the perspective of an ordinary Spirit Master.
Such information was simply a “growth strategy” tailored for him.
He could completely summarize the optimal choices based on the experiences of the parallel Lin Qing, avoid potential pitfalls, and seize fleeting opportunities.
“This is much more practical than any Secret Manual or Divine Artifact.” Lin Qing took a deep breath, calming his excited mood.
His gaze refocused on the light and shadow scene in front of him, and a hot arc curled up at the corner of his mouth.
“I really want to see how the ‘me’ who chose to join Spirit Hall ended up dying.” That’s right, since it was a legacy, it meant that this 6-year-old Lin Qing had died.
The last words continued.
[After I joined Spirit Hall, because I needed to finish Elementary Spirit Master Academy before I could go to the high-level ‘Spirit Hall Academy’ in Spirit City, I was arranged to study at an Elementary Spirit Master Academy near the Spirit Hall branch in Soto City.] In the light and shadow scene, the young “Lin Qing” walked into a prosperous city with a knapsack on his back.
Shops lined both sides of the street, and pedestrians were dressed in bright, fresh clothes.
Compared to the dilapidation of Emperor Soul Village, this was simply another World.
The scene switched to an ancient stone building.
A gilded plaque hung above the gate: Suotuo Elementary Spirit Master Academy.
[Just on the second day of school, I received a piece of good news.] Even though it was good news, the voiceover carried a hint of imperceptible sarcasm.
[A noble from Soto City, Viscount Priest of the Priest Family, said he valued my potential and was willing to sponsor me.] A butler-like person in gorgeous clothes respectfully handed a letter to the parallel Lin Qing.
[He offered 1000 gold coins right off the bat.] “1000 gold coins?!” Lin Qing himself almost jumped off the broken wooden stool.
His eyes went round, and his breathing quickened a bit.
You know, one gold coin was enough for an ordinary Family of three to spend for several months!
One thousand gold coins, that was simply an astronomical figure!
For an orphan like him who couldn’t even get enough to eat, it was a huge sum he didn’t even dare to imagine.
“This Viscount Priest is too generous, right?
Why?” Lin Qing, however, felt a trace of vigilance in his heart.
This person was not right!
Pies don’t fall from the sky.
Even if they did, it was highly likely to be an iron pie, the kind that could smash someone to death.
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