Chapter 001 Welcome to Dimension Paradise

Welcome to the Dimension Paradise, Prepared Apostles

Detection of physical abnormalities in the qualified individual, conversion failed, beginning assessment

As a time traveler, he is quite unsuccessful, having no achievements to speak of, merely an ordinary person who is just passing the days.

Repair completed, qualified individuals have finished the preparatory apostolic conversion process

Yin Changsheng coughed up a mouthful of black mud, and he could clearly feel that his eyes had been obscured by the black mud. Black mud also flowed from his nasal cavity, and he instinctively wanted to wipe it away with his hands, but his hands were pinned down and unable to move by the black mud

These dishes are beyond Yin Changsheng's means to purchase; they were sent by the village. Even if it is his last meal, it is also a premature celebration of survival.

Since we all must die sooner or later, why bother thinking about these matters

Perhaps it is also a refresh, who knows

Yin Changsheng was pushing around the white rice on the old wooden table, where a small dish of boiled meat and boiled cabbage was placed. He gazed out at the pitch-black night and the black iron coffin positioned in the center of the room

Black mud continuously surged from his body, filling the black iron coffin to the brim, even oozing out from the seams and dripping onto the floor of the room, this black mud flowed like a living creature.

He even thought of one thing: the reason those anomalies did not kill these people might be precisely because of the anomalies within them

As for his past life, he could not help but smile; many things had already faded with time, whether they were family or friends, entertainment or work, much had disappeared from his mind, leaving only a rough outline.

In his mind, a dark figure was staring at him with hollow eyes.

Thus, here, the term 'Shengchen' is also known as 'Shengji'. When one is alive, it is considered 'Sheng'; when one is dead, there is no one to offer sacrifices.

He forcefully pushed open the black iron coffin lid and lay down inside, even going so far as to place bedding and a pillow inside to ensure he could lie down more comfortably

Because there are strange entities wandering everywhere, the survival rate of other living beings or plants, apart from humans, is also extremely low, with only a few able to survive, ensuring the daily food supply for humans

In this world where the population relies on renewal rather than reproduction, he possesses no particular talents, except for his resilience and good fortune

Until the end, the black mud burst the entire black iron coffin, and a black figure stood tall in the room filled with black mud

In the darkness, Yin Changsheng kept his eyes open. He wanted to close them, but he did not dare to, fearing that if he closed his eyes, he would not be able to open them again.

Transmission complete, preparing to transform into the Apostle

At the beginning, Yin Changsheng was still full of confidence, relying on his identity as a time traveler, and hoped to decipher the bizarre and embark on a broad path. However, it soon proved that this illusion dissipated quickly; it was something incomprehensible.

Sometimes Yin Changsheng wonders if the people in this world are just a strange piece of clothing

In this instance, Yin Changsheng encountered it for the first time in eighteen years; previously, he had only exchanged a single strange glance at most, and the most dangerous experience had merely been the expulsion of black sludge. Now, the situation clearly indicated that this anomaly had indeed awakened within him.

Cough, it should be the Lantern Festival at home in my previous life now

The sliding coffin, which has been in use for eighteen years, is still quite good; however, I do not know who the previous occupant of this coffin was. Yin Changsheng closed the coffin lid, and he was enveloped in darkness. This coffin does not belong to Yin Changsheng; rather, it was inherited from a neighbor who had died under mysterious circumstances eighteen years ago.

There is still a quarter of an hour, ha. Although Yin Changsheng has experienced this eighteen times, he still feels panic in his heart. No one knows whether he can survive this time's living sacrifice. He does not want to die; even if it means living in this world filled with the bizarre, he does not want to die.

As for the other supplies

Eligible individuals detected, commencing transmission...

A world devoid of hope, to live is Yin Changsheng's goal, regardless of the means, he wishes to survive

In the face of impending death, Yin Changsheng remained remarkably calm; he understood that he was powerless to change his fate, and no matter what he did, it would be futile

In an instant, black mud continuously seeped from his pores, covering his entire body, making him appear as if he were a clay figure

Yin Changsheng's consciousness continued to descend into the darkness until the moment the world came to a standstill

It is not that he is reclusive, but rather that in such a large environment, the neighbors are not in the mood to engage in idle chatter with him. Furthermore, having lived for a considerable time, he has seen the neighbors change over ten times, and gradually, he has stopped interacting with them.

Having finished his meal, Yin Changsheng did not wash the dishes, but casually placed them on the table. If he could survive and emerge from the coffin the day after tomorrow, it would not be too late to wash them then. If he could not emerge from the coffin, then whether he washed them or not would be meaningless.

Those whose fate is not strong and whose luck is poor would not survive to such an age under this extraordinarily high mortality rate; they would have long been harmed by the strange forces within their bodies.

The bizarre has been revived

At this moment, Yin Changsheng knew that it was already past the hour of Hai and had arrived at the hour of Zi on the fifteenth day of the first month.

It seems that this time the fate is not strong enough, and there is no way to save it

Massive Debt: Preparatory Apostles must achieve an S-level rating in all of the first 10 regular tasks. Reward: Unknown, Failure: Erasure

A piece of conscious clothing

Yin Changsheng opened his eyes in the darkness, and the first thing he saw was a row of words floating before him, extremely conspicuous, making it nearly impossible not to notice them

From the moment of birth, each person is accompanied by a peculiar entity. Every year on their birthday, this entity awakens. If one endures it, they can live for another year; if not, then there will be no you in this world, only the entity.

Otherwise, one cannot even afford plain white rice on a regular basis and can only eat some beans or similar items to stave off hunger

In this broken world, I hope my life can be a bit tougher, my luck can be a bit better, to survive this one-time sacrifice.

After a person dies, the eerie presence crawls out from within the body and wanders in this world

Countless black muds continuously surged from beneath the feet of this figure, spreading from his mind to his body.

He casually finished the white rice and stuffed the boiled meat and boiled cabbage into his mouth. To be honest, neither the boiled meat nor the boiled cabbage had any flavor. In his previous life, he would have only taken a couple of bites before stopping, but in this world, only during the annual sacrifice could he enjoy good food.

The preparatory apostle has received a special mission: a substantial debt

"Not dead, is there still Dimension Paradise?" Yin Changsheng stared blankly at the last line of text.

Yin Changsheng believes that he might be one of the more resilient types, which is why he has lived until now

The determination is complete, the execution of the repair plan has been determined, and the plan has passed the review

Some clothes are more durable, while others are of inferior quality

According to custom, it should now be time for a retrospective reflection on life, but Yin Changsheng did not engage in this. His life after crossing over was very regular, rising early and returning late to work in the fields, just to earn a meal, without even communicating with the neighbors.