On a lazy afternoon, the scorching sun cast dazzling dappled patterns on the grass through the shade of the trees.
A young child stood under a tree, gazing up at the backs of a group of rowdy kids scrambling up it, their shadows full of envy.
The highest-climbing child looked back down at the little one below.
“Ethan-chan, climbing trees is still too early for you.
Wait until you’re a bit bigger!” This was the village’s “kid boss,” ten years old, female, sharp, and tough.
Facing kids older than her, she could scare them off just with her aura.
In the eyes of the five-year-old Ethan, she was as grand as a superhero.
“Ethan-chan, what’s wrong?
Are you feeling unwell?” At this point, realizing Ethan wasn’t responding as usual, the kid boss jumped down from the tree.
The seven or eight-meter drop seemed to have no effect on her.
She quickly ran in front of Ethan-chan, her eyes full of deep concern.
“I’m fine, thank you, Sister Üffie.” Ethan just gave a sweet smile and said in his soft, childish voice.
“I’m just a little dizzy.
I want to go home and sleep.” Üffie stared intently into Ethan’s eyes.
Children always showed unnatural expressions when they lied, but she truly saw no such sign on Ethan-chan’s face.
So, she smiled and patted Ethan’s head, “Okay, sister will take you home.” “Mm!” Although Üffie was also a child, to the even younger Ethan, she was as reliable as an adult.
Not to mention that as a girl, Üffie being the village kid boss was already quite telling.
Ethan’s family wasn’t much different from the other villagers.
It was just that he had no parents since he was young.
Not long after he was born, his parents suddenly disappeared, leaving him and his grandmother to depend on each other.
Plus, he was the youngest in the village, so the villagers were quite considerate of their family.
The sensible children even took the initiative to play with Ethan, who hadn’t yet the age to understand things.
If he had continued to grow up like this, Ethan-chan would undoubtedly have grown up happily, becoming an ordinary, kind-hearted Villager A.
If nothing unexpected happened, he would have lived an ordinary life.
But as expected, he did encounter something unexpected.
Back in his room, after carefully closing the door, Ethan finally let out a sigh of relief.
Good, he hadn’t shown any cracks.
Lying on the soft bed, Ethan began to sort through the information in his mind.
Ethan.
A person from Earth, China.
Transmigrated…
No, this should be considered reincarnaton.
He hadn’t possessed Ethan’s body just now.
Instead, from birth, the body had housed his adult soul.
It was just that until this very moment, his sealed memories had suddenly resurfaced.
Not much of his previous memories were useful.
After all, he was a normal young child, lacking basic understanding of this world, so he couldn’t judge whether what he saw was “abnormal.” No matter what he saw, he would just deem it “normal.” Just like a book that now appeared before Ethan’s eyes.
The red cover had hot-stamped gold carvings resembling a complex magic array.
It just gave off a “magic book” feeling.
Ethan didn’t recognize it, but Ethan was all too familiar.
Looking like a magic book that had stepped out of Harry Potter, it was actually just a creative notebook he had bought online in his past life.
And it had cost him quite a bit, dozens of yuan.
Only after receiving it did he discover that the thing was thick and heavy.
The only part that was usable was the cover.
The paper quality was poor and practically useless.
Rounding it off, it could only be closed and used as a decoration.
As for why it appeared here, Ethan only remembered that the last thing he touched before he transmigrated seemed to be this.
So, is this the cheat that came with my transmigration?
Looking at this cheat, he found himself in a dilemma because he had no idea how to use it.
He couldn’t open it.
The notebook was like a virtual projection.
Although it looked like a physical object, he couldn’t touch it with his physical body.
Even trying to open it with his mind was like a stone sinking into the sea; it completely ignored him.
After a series of attempts, he could only conclude that he hadn’t yet encountered the trigger to awaken it.
In the following days, he returned to being that five-year-old child.
But to avoid showing any flaws, he had to reduce the frequency of playing with the village children.
Instead, every afternoon, he would stay by his grandmother’s side and ask her to teach him to read.
As everyone knows, reading is the fastest way to understand this world.
And Ethan wanted to use his childhood learning ability to master the world’s characters.
Although Ethan’s grandmother was old, she had lived in a big city in her youth.
Teaching him to read was naturally no problem.
And incidentally, through his grandmother’s stories, Ethan also got a general understanding of this world.
Mages and warriors.
Elves, dwarves, or other races he knew or didn’t know.
The Goddess.
And the enemy that had been at war with humans for over a thousand years—the Demon Race.
“The name of the hero who finally defeated the Demon King was— Himmel.” The grandmother stroked Ethan-chan’s head with affection, but her eyes showed deep sadness.
“The year before you were born, Hero Himmel…
he passed away.” The name sounded familiar, but for a moment, Ethan couldn’t recall where he had heard it before.
As if to avoid mentioning death in front of a child, the grandmother explained it indirectly.
But Ethan clearly understood her meaning.
The hero who saved humanity had left this world.
He could understand his grandmother’s grief.
The older generation who had experienced war would all feel sad about Himmel’s passing.
Because it represented the end of an era.
At this very moment, he also established his goal.
Since he had come to this world, he would at least leave his name in this world’s history books.
Unremarkable before reincarnation, and still unremarkable after reincarnation.
Was I a fool to have reincarnated for nothing?
Of course, leaving one’s name is not about rushing to the forefront of everything; that’s called recklessness.
What’s that saying?
Build high walls, broaden stores of grain, and keep your strategy unhurried.
In his grandmother’s description, the demons in this world were not other races in the usual sense, but monsters with completely different values from humans, simply beasts that could speak and think.
There was no way for the two sides to understand each other.
Without absolute strength, laying low and developing was the best choice.
So, the question now is, how do I activate my cheat?
Why can’t you learn from other transmigrators’ systems and give me a [Ding, XX System Activated] sound?
But no matter how much Ethan complained, that notebook remained motionless, leaving Ethan completely helpless.
However, I am pragmatic at heart.
Since this darn notebook wasn’t responding, he would leave it alone for now.
If the notebook never responds, does that mean he can only wait for it to respond?
That won’t do.
Ethan had already decided; no matter what, he had to take the first step.