"This is the second day… It's not a dream. This couldn’t be more real.

  Jin Yu sat on the edge of the bed, staring at his hands. No matter how many times he pinched himself, the truth remained—he wasn’t waking up in his old world. He still remembered the taxi ride, the sudden screech, and then… darkness.

  When he first woke up here, he had thought it was some elaborate prank. But who would bother playing a joke on someone as ordinary as him? He wasn’t rich, famous, or important. There was no reason for anyone to waste their time on him.

  And yet, here he was.

  The room was grand, filled with elegant wooden furniture, delicate silk drapes, and the faint scent of sandalwood lingering in the air. It was warm and inviting, yet entirely unfamiliar.

  For the past two days, he had barely moved around, hesitant to step beyond the safety of these walls. He had hoped—naively—that something would happen, that he’d suddenly wake up back in his cramped room, while the argument of his parents will echo in the whole house.

  But reality didn’t work that way.

  "This is messed up… Don’t all those xianxia novels say that when you transmigrate, you inherit the original owner’s memories?"

  Yet, his mind remained the same. No sudden influx of knowledge, no inherited experiences. He was still himself—Jin Yu, a struggling college student from Earth.

  Frustrated, he ruffled his hair and let out a deep sigh. His gaze landed on the mirror across the room, and curiosity got the better of him. Stepping closer, he studied his reflection.

  It was undeniably him.

  Same face. Same features. But there were differences. His hair was longer, cascading past his shoulders, and he wore an elegant robe that felt straight out of an ancient drama. The outfit had an old-world charm, and though he wasn’t one for flashy clothing, he had to admit—it looked cool.

  Then, a sudden thought struck him. His breath hitched as he shifted his collar and glanced down at his chest.

  There it was. A familiar brown birthmark.

  His body stiffened.

  "This… This is my original body!"

  Panic and disbelief surged through him. Even if alternate worlds had identical versions of people, shouldn’t small details like birthmarks be different? Even identical twins weren’t that Identical

  Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down. Overthinking wouldn’t help.

  "Forget it. I’ve been here for two days, and nothing bad has happened so far. What am I so afraid of? It’s just a strange world… No problem."

  If he was truly stuck here, then hiding away wouldn’t change anything. It was time to step outside and see this world for himself.

  But before that…

  "Where’s my golden finger?"

  Every transmigrator in stories got some kind of cheat—be it a system, a divine artifact, or heaven-defying talent. If he was in one of those stories, shouldn’t he have something?

  Without it, how was he supposed to survive?

  His life on Earth had already been tough enough. Would this world really be any better?

  He let out a deep sigh. "My luck can’t be that bad…"

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  Shaking off his hesitation, Jin Yu squared his shoulders. No matter what, he wasn’t going to be a coward.

  With newfound resolve, he pushed open the door and stepped outside.

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  Beyond the room was a vast courtyard, filled with illusionary mountains, vibrant flowers, and flowing streams. The sheer beauty of the place took his breath away.

  His gaze stretched beyond the manor, where he saw rows of grand, ancient-style buildings stretching as far as the eye could see. The rooftops gleamed under the morning sun, adorned with intricate carvings and golden inlays. Tall pagoda-like structures stood majestically in the distance, while stone pathways wove through sprawling gardens and shimmering ponds.

  Further beyond, a bustling city sprawled across the horizon, filled with towering buildings and flickering lanterns. The roads were alive with people—scholars in long robes, armored guards patrolling the streets, and merchants selling exotic goods from wooden stalls. The entire scene looked like something straight out of a historical fantasy drama.

  "The family is definitely rich."

  A satisfied smile crept onto Jin Yu’s face.

  "I knew my luck wouldn’t be so bad! If I really have to live in this world, at least I’m from a wealthy family. I’d have knocked my head against a wall if it was one of those xianxia novels where the protagonist starts off as a servant."

  On Earth, he had always wondered how different his life would’ve been if he were born into wealth and not his broken family. Now that the chance had come, he wasn’t about to complain.

  But then, a troubling thought surfaced.

  "Hope I'm not one of those third young master with trash talent !"

  His smile faded.

  Judging by his luxurious room and expensive clothes, he should be a young master. But for the past two days, something had been bothering him.

  He hadn’t seen a single servant.

  No one had brought him food. No one had checked on him.

  For two days, he had barely survived on the water in his room. He was so hungry he could eat a cow, but his uncertainty had kept him from wandering out.

  Just as he turned a corner, a figure appeared—a young servant dressed in dark robes, walking toward him.

  The moment the servant saw Jin Yu, his expression twisted into something unreadable. Then, without hesitation, he bowed respectfully.

  “Young Master, you finally came out?”

  Jin Yu nodded instinctively.

  Wait. What?

  'Since I’m the young master, why wouldn’t I come out?'

  Suppressing his confusion, he reminded himself—speak less to avoid mistakes.

  The servant lowered his head, still looking uncertain. Young Master seems different today… But he didn’t dare ask questions.

  Clearing his throat, Jin Yu decided to act the part. “Walk with me.”

  The servant hesitated but obeyed, silently falling in step beside him.

  As they rounded another corner, Jin Yu suddenly froze.

  A small figure stood before him.

  He nearly bumped into them.

  For a moment, instinct took over, and he almost scolded them—are you fucking blind?

  But he stopped himself. Stay low-key.

  Lowering his gaze, he found himself staring at a plump little girl—around five years old—dressed in a black gown that made her look like a tiny widow.

  'Who is this? My sister? Why is such a cute girl dressed in such ominous colors?'

  Before he could think further, a loud, fierce voice interrupted his thoughts.

  “Brother! I know you’re blind, but I didn’t expect you to be this blind! Didn’t you see me coming?!”

  The little girl puffed out her cheeks, looking absolutely furious.

  Jin Yu was stunned. What? This cute kid is this vulgar?

  Just then, a mechanical voice echoed in his mind.

  Ding!

  Conditions met!

  System now installing

  Ding!

  Congratulations, you have successfully bind with the fury system

  His heart pounded.

  'Fury System? My golden finger is finally here!'

  Overwhelmed with excitement, he quickly pulled up the system interface.

  ---

  Name: Jin Yu

  Physique: 8

  Internal Strength: 0

  Spiritual Cultivation: Nil

  Cultivation Technique: Nil

  Fury Points: 10

  His eyes lit up. So, I gain fury points when I make people angry?

  Jin Yu smirked. This was going to be fun.

  “Are you mute now? You don’t dare answer me?” the little girl shouted again.

  Fury +20

  Jin Yu looked at her small figure and smirked again

  She was just pretending to be fierce, like a tiny angry kitten. A sudden urge to mess with her rose in his heart.

  "Is that any way to speak to your older brother, huh, little widow?" he teased, pointing at her chubby face.

  Fury +30

  “Who’s a widow?! It’s your father who’s a widow!” she shot back.

  Jin Yu was amused by her fierce attitude,so he crossed his arms and looked at her like he is watching a good show.

  He then replied

  "Well, it's your father that's a widow, not mine"

  "Fury +50"

  Just as the girl was about to retort, a deep, imposing voice cut through the air.

  “Oh? So I’m not your father?”

  Jin Yu’s body stiffened.

  Raising his head, he found himself staring at a tall, majestic man radiating authority.

  Jin Yu gulped.

  'who is this scary man ?'

  Before he could process his thoughts,a question that left everyone shocked left his mouth

  "Father…?"

  Then the courtyard fell silent.

  Even the little girl gawked at him.

  Then, she ran to the man and tattled, “Father! Brother called you a widow and even said you’re not his father!”

  Jin Yu's face darkened.

  'Vixen! Weren’t you the one who said it first?!'

  He scolded her in his mind while he stole a glance at the man that was glaring at him