After a few minutes, Lothur was already lying down in one of the smallest rooms in the residential area of his wife's family estate.
In that place decorated with a few items, all of them simply for the standard of this organization, there was almost no decorative furniture, just the basics for a place like that.
For example, there was a simple locker in the left corner of the room, next to the only two doors there, one leading to the bathroom and the other leading into and out of the room.
In addition, there was a small window on the right side of the room, but it was not the type that opened.
At the same time, a relatively large single bed used most of the remaining area, leaving little room to walk around.
But right there, Lothur was lying with his eyes open, looking at the only light fixture in the room, which was reflecting part of his appearance.
This young man was about 1.9 meters tall, in the best physical shape of a 19-year-old man, with shapely muscles proportional to his height, white skin, unmarked by time or accidental situations.
He had silver hair and eyes, and most importantly, an attractiveness hard to find even in the cultivation world.
But looking at his reflection, Lothur was not that impressed with his appearance.
No, although his appearance was different from the one he had in his past life and even made him feel better about the situation, what was on his mind was the fact that he had suddenly transmigrated to this world!
As he observed his reflection, he could not help but find it strange that at this moment, he was occupying a body that was not his own!
'This all seems like a dream!'
'Or maybe a nightmare!' He thought about it silently, motionless in that bed, terribly shocked by the 180-degree change he had gone through in the last few minutes.
One moment he was with his college friends, going out to have fun, and then, boom, here he was, in a different body, with strange memories in his mind.
And to make matters worse, his body hurt in a way that he did not understand how he was still alive.
It was as if every fiber of his being had been beaten to a near-death state, leaving only the bare minimum for him to continue suffering in this world.
Considering all this, this young man was in a complete panic now.
He spent a few minutes in the same position, not doing or thinking much, looking at his reflection, trying to calm his restless heart.
Gulp!
He then tried to move as best he could until two of his fingers pressed against the top of his left thigh.
"Ouch!" Immediately after that, he felt the pain he had already expected for that.
"I truly did possess this body!" He gave voice to his thoughts, incredulous.
After concluding this could not be a dream or an ordinary delirium, Lothur decided to analyze his new circumstances to understand at least the context in which he had been inserted.
Lothur was not the most thoughtful person from where he came from, but he had a minimum of common sense that could help him in strange situations.
Because of this, when he found himself in such a situation, he took only the time necessary to let the initial shock pass to try to understand his surroundings better.
He felt that he could not do anything to change this reality, so perhaps considering the information he had in mind was the best alternative.
Hell, if he felt the pain of a pinch, he could not risk his life in this place!
Maybe this was a dream or an illusion, but that pain was genuinely real for him, and he would do anything to avoid suffering.
Therefore, assuming this as reality seemed the best option for him now. And to that end, Lothur promptly began to check the information of his predecessor, the owner of the body he had suddenly possessed.
'My bad, perhaps you died because of me, but I fear I will still have to invade your deepest privacy...' He considered this as he began to pay attention to his predecessor's memories.
In doing so, Lothur immediately discovered that such a person had the same name and age as him. However, those were the only similarities between the two.
For everything else, it could be said they were completely different. For starters, the appearance of the two could be considered quite distinct, although the Lothur of Earth was not far behind in terms of attractiveness.
He was obviously not as handsome as the Lothur of this cultivation world. Still, by Earth standards, his physical qualities could be considered superb.
At least in most of his features.
But going forward, their personalities were completely different. One of them had been a good-for-nothing ignored by the community in which he lived. The other was a responsible student who had led an ordinary life with no great ups and downs.
On another matter, the young man from Earth had a traditional family that loved him. But, at the same time, the one from this world was an orphan raised by a guardian, who unfortunately had passed away not long ago.
Shortly before the death of his guardian, Lothur from this world had married the first lady of House Frost for reasons that he himself did not understand.
However, at the time, his predecessor was just a young man who did not think much of responsibilities. He had just accepted the arrangements made between his guardian and Viktoria Frost.
After all, Viktoria was a beauty that many wished only to observe from afar, so why should he not marry her?
Since she was the one who wanted him as her husband, then he had calmly accepted his fate.
'If the greatest beauty in the city wanted to marry me, why would I refuse? I will enjoy my luck!' That had been his thought at the time.
After that, he lived as the son-in-law of this family, something extremely despised in this world since, with few exceptions, men would never marry women within their families.
No, doing such a thing was a sign of a tremendous difference in status between the parties, something considered humiliating to the men of this world.
As a result, this had gotten Lothur into a lot of trouble in his short time with Viktoria.
Combine this with the inconsequential personality of that young man, the good-for-nothing Lothur of Peters City, a social disgrace, the enemy of the local youth, had emerged.
Understanding this, Lothur from Earth smiled bitterly, feeling that he would have a lot of trouble in this place.
"Sigh..."
'The amount of disadvantages here is simply unbelievable!'
'How did he survive for 19 years? In a cruel place like this...' He thought about it when he finally realized that he was not in a world similar to Earth.
'A cruel place like... Like... Like this world.'
His eyes widened in amazement, realizing this was a cultivation world, similar to many of the fantasy stories he had seen during his life on Earth.
It was not identical to the foolish things developed by all kinds of minds on Earth. But still, people could use something called spiritual energy to change their bodies in this world!
Not only that, altering one's own body with spiritual energy allowed cultivators, as these people were called, to develop powers and physical abilities beyond the ordinary.
There was even the possibility of living for thousands of years in this world because of this!
But as he thought about this fantastic feature, the exciting look in Lothur's eyes quickly changed, now showing disappointment.
'How unlucky of me...' He lamented in his heart, feeling bad that his predecessor had a body unable to the cultivation journey.
'But it seems that this fellow was untalented and an idiot...'
'He has almost no information about this world!'
'Only local stuff from this place, uh, Peters City, and some nearby areas. Other than that, nothing!'
"No wonder everyone called you useless." He muttered in a low voice, paying no attention to his surroundings.
"Oh?" A feminine tone reached Lothur's ears as this young man finally realized he was not alone.
"It seems that being hit has affected your brain, but at least now you can understand reality..."
"Hahaha, that's already a breakthrough!" A woman, the same age as Lothur, as beautiful as the most beautiful actresses on Earth, said this amidst her chuckle.
Upon hearing that, Lothur's eyes widened in surprise as he looked to the left side of his bed, where that woman was standing behind the person he was expecting to meet.
"Viktoria..." Lothur muttered, incredulous at that beauty, who seemed even more impressive than the memory his predecessor had left.
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