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A curtain of light floated silently in front of Annan's eyes, and the characters burning with bright red flames danced like candles.

His body seemed to be falling apart, and his spirit was very tired. It's like a person who gets motion sickness violently and is tied to a chair, and then is driven for two hours and vomits the contents of his stomach and looks depressed. Even when you are lying on the beach, you can feel the illusion of walking on the ground in your feet.

Annan didn't want to move, he didn't want to think, he didn't want to speak. He could only lie quietly on the beach, watching the last set of numbers keep beating as if time was gradually passing away......

Thirty-two minutes after he woke up—after all—all the timers—he finally felt a little thirsty.

Annan clutched the back of his head in a dull ache and slowly got up from the ground.

He is a game planner for a popular mobile game. Yes, it's a profession where the risk factor for yourself and your family is very high.

Just now, he was cheap for a while, and casually clicked on an app that appeared in his phone at the "Misty Continent Internal Beta" that he didn't know when.

Towards this name, he thought that this was probably not a copycat leather mobile game of the "XX love elimination" and "gods and demons XX" type. I clicked it away with a professional gaze.

But the moment he clicked on, he suddenly felt that the back of his head was slammed with a brick, and he fainted as soon as it was dark in front of him.

"What kind of novel way to cross this ......?"

Annan gasped tiredly, and couldn't help but sit on the ground and cough.

It took him a while longer to hold up his weak, as if he had been shaken apart, and slowly climbed up from the beach.

He looked down at his slender fingers and the lavish shirt that was stained with mud and blood.

It looks like the clothes of the nobility...... Was it a shipwreck?

Annan took a deep breath and glanced back.

He could clearly see the endless black sea behind him, the dilapidated sailboats stranded on the shore, and the dark red sunset that had just risen on the shore and the halo swirled with three precious golden runes.

Annan: ......

Although he was mentally prepared for the fact that he was afraid that he had crossed over to another world, he was still shocked for a moment when he saw this gorgeous sunset for the first time as if it was a special effect without money.

His first reaction was a very clear thought:

- Miss Artist, give us a whole one.

Then Annan realized that he didn't seem to have to work overtime...... And after crossing over to another world, I'm afraid I'm sure I've said goodbye to the profession of game planner.

I can only be sad as a young aristocrat, eating, drinking, and enjoying this rotten and boring life every day.

It's sad.

What's even more sad is that Annan did not inherit the memory of this body at all, and when he opened his eyes, he saw this picture of the shipwreck.

It's like a player who skipped all the CGs at the beginning, but didn't usher in the bootstrapping mission.

Weak, helpless, and confused—

Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do?

Annan sighed and patted his face. Sober yourself up a bit.

He felt something vaguely wrong.

Although he is not a normal person. But why...... This kind of big thing happened, but I wasn't nervous at all?

Neither fear, nor panic, there is no negative emotion in his heart, and he is calm like a social animal living a peaceful life.

This is not like the psychological state that a social animal should have, nor is it the emotion of a traverser who knows nothing about the status quo. Not to mention, just looking at the sun full of this special effect, you know that the problem in this world is definitely huge.

In this case, it is normal for you to be nervous and flustered-

“…… Woo. ”

The moment Annan realized this, he suddenly felt as if something had hit the back of his head. There was a sudden flower in front of me, and then a large amount of data streams began to flow out from all directions, and finally formed a property bar:

Annan, human, male

Rare Elite (Gold), challenge level 3

Title: None

Rank: None

Health: 55%

Erosion: 3%

Attributes: Strength 7, Agility 8, Constitution 6, Perception 11, Will 12

Public Experience: 20

Personal Trait: Heart of Winter [Reverse Inscription]

List of Careers

Swordsman LV3: [Konoe Swordsmanship LV4], [Disarming LV1], [Frost Swordsmanship LV1]

This is...... System?

Annan was in high spirits.

That's what I said.,How much is it from the mobile game point.,Don't you send a game system?

Except that the rare elite (golden) is a little unsettling to watch......

After a general glance, Annan relied on his professional intuition and immediately turned his attention to the column of "personal characteristics".

As expected, the rest of the text immediately faded away, and the line was zoomed in to the middle of the field of view, revealing a large section of the introduction below.

Heart of Winter (Golden, Talented)

Original Effect: You will not feel all positive emotions; Permanently reduces damage taken with the "Frost" element by 50%; You can only be killed by damage that has the "Frost" element (crossed out entirely)

Special - Equipped [Reverse Inscription] (cannot be removed or destroyed)

Effect: You will not feel all negative emotions; The damage of the "Frost" element is permanently increased by 20%; You will not be killed by damage with the "Frost" element.

“…… I see. ”

Annan was thoughtful.

This talent is probably the source of my calm and comfortable mood.

"Anyway, let's look into it first."

Annan took a deep breath and looked at the sailboat.

The sun is about to set. I am afraid that there is not much time left for him to investigate...... But at least he could spend the night on the ship.

His body was now only half bloody, and he still had obvious discomfort. If you catch a cold at night, I'm afraid you'll get sick and catch a cold.

And...... Since he is a swordsman, there should be at least one sword on this ship, right?

But if he wants a sword, he will have more confidence in his heart.

I don't know what my body looks like......

He dragged his still somewhat tired body and walked slowly to the beach. As he walked to the front of the boat, he looked down and saw his body in the unsettling black sea:

He looked like he was only twelve or thirteen years old, and his skin was quite white, even almost sickly pale. He had the skinny shoulders, collarbones, and slender waist that were typical of a teenager, and shoulder-length black hair.

But what attracted Annan's attention the most was the pair of ice-blue pupils that were clear and clean enough to make people's hearts chill.

…… Surprised, Lao Tzu is still quite cute.

"But no matter how cute it is, it's still a little hungry......"

Annan smashed his mouth, but still stepped on the rope ladder with difficulty and climbed onto the boat.

He surveyed the deck.

It's not a small sailboat. In terms of sail configuration, it resembles the 15th-century Carrick in that it has several masts, with large square sails on the mainmast, several sails on the foremast and midmast, and a spinnaker on the backmast.

But all of its sails were burned to tatters by something, and it was completely impossible to see what the original pattern was on them.

But on the wooden deck, there was not the slightest scorch mark or bullet mark. None of the masts were broken...... That's very wrong.

Suddenly, Annan's pupils shrank slightly.

He saw a corpse.

It was a young man with curly tan hair. He slumped close to the rope ladder, staring blankly ahead. In his right hand, he clung to a sword with a broken blade, two fingernails broken and soaked in blood, which he did not let go until he died.

His chest was soaked in blood that had long since dried up and turned black-brown. However, the murder weapon that killed him could not be found around.

"It's not like a shipwreck."

Annan scoffed.

In the face of such a dangerous thing, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly. Perhaps because of the nature of this body, he didn't feel any fear or fear at all, only a strong sense of excitement gradually filled his heart.

There is no evidence that the man who killed the crew and burned the sails has left the ship. But I really don't have a place to go.

So, I need a weapon.

Even if it's just a broken sword-

Annan's thoughts became clearer and clearer.

Without hesitation, he reached out and tried to break the crew's fingers. Even though he was very young, he still seemed to have a lot of strength, so it wasn't difficult.

But when Annan touched the sword, he was stunned.

Because a line of data suddenly appeared in front of his eyes:

[Unpurified Nightmare Fragments Detected]

[Nightmare Fragments Bind]

[Level Requirements: Bronze Rank and Below]

【Class Requirements: Swordsman】

[Special Need: Can't Hold Spell Casting Power]

[The requirements are met, and you will fall into a nightmare after ten seconds, ten, nine......]