Alan Johnson was not a direct descendant of the prestigious Johnson family, but he was still part of its lineage, hailing from one of its many branches. Though not the heir to the family's legacy, his life was far from ordinary. Thanks to his parents' wealth and influence, Alan lived like a prince in their sprawling villa, surrounded by luxury and comfort.

This year, Alan had turned seventeen. It was 9 a.m., and the sun was already casting its golden rays through the glass windows of his room. Yet, Alan was still asleep, sprawled across his bed like a lazy cat. He had always been a heavy sleeper, but today was different. Something unusual was happening.

As he slept, Alan began to feel increasingly uncomfortable. A strange dream had taken hold of him, one that felt vivid and unsettling. This was something he had never experienced before. Even in his half-asleep state, he could sense the sunlight filtering through the window, but it did little to ease his growing unease.

After a minute or so, Alan's eyes fluttered open. He was drenched in sweat, his heart pounding in his chest. Confusion washed over him as he took in his surroundings. The last thing he remembered was being in his apartment, diligently working on his homework. But now, he was lying in a completely different room—one that was far more luxurious than anything he was used to.

It didn't take long for Alan to realize what had happened. He had transmigrated into another world. In his previous life, Alan had been a bookworm, devouring every piece of literature he could get his hands on. Occasionally, he would read novels to clear his mind, and some of those stories had touched on the concept of transmigration. Back then, he had dismissed the idea as pure fiction, something that could never happen in real life. After all, he was a firm believer in science. But now, the impossible had become his reality.

As the realization sank in, a flood of unfamiliar memories began to surface in his mind. These were the memories of his predecessor, the person whose body he now inhabited. Alan sifted through them, trying to make sense of his new identity. The more he learned, the more he couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment.

"How useless can someone be?" Alan muttered to himself.

His predecessor had lived a life of privilege, thanks to his parents' wealth, but he had accomplished nothing of note. He had been content to coast through life, relying on his family's name and resources. Alan couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration. He had always been driven and ambitious in his previous life, and the thought of living as a spoiled, aimless heir didn't sit well with him.

But there was no point dwelling on the past. Alan knew he had to focus on the present. He had transmigrated into this world, and now he needed to figure out what to do next. Just as he was pondering his next move, a faint, almost imperceptible voice echoed in his mind.

"Sir, finally, you've arrived."

Alan froze. The voice was soft, almost ethereal, but it was unmistakable. "Wait… are you the system?" he asked, his voice tinged with both curiosity and disbelief.

"No, I am not a system," the voice replied. "I am a living AI, created by you to carry a portion of your powers."

"My powers?" Alan's confusion deepened. "What are you talking about?"

The AI hesitated for a moment before responding. "You may not remember everything from your previous life, but I know who you truly are. However, now is not the time for you to learn about your past. My purpose is to help you unlock your powers."

Before Alan could ask any more questions, a faint glow began to emanate from his body. At first, nothing seemed to happen. But then, a soft *click* echoed in his mind, and the world around him began to tremble.

It started as a slight vibration, but within seconds, it escalated into a full-blown earthquake. The ground shook violently, and the walls of the villa groaned under the strain. Outside, chaos erupted as people scrambled for safety. This was no ordinary earthquake—it was unlike anything the world had ever seen.

Powerful beings across the globe were thrown into a state of panic. Leaders of foreign nations and ancient heroes who had witnessed countless calamities were left baffled by the sheer scale of the disaster. Emergency meetings were convened, and theories began to circulate about the cause of the earthquake. But no one could have guessed that the source of this cataclysmic event was a seventeen-year-old boy who had just awakened to his true potential.

As the world trembled, Alan remained oblivious to the chaos he had inadvertently caused. He was too focused on the strange sensations coursing through his body. The AI's voice echoed in his mind once more, guiding him through the process of controlling his newfound powers.

"What… what was that just now?" Alan asked, his voice trembling.

"That was just a fraction of your power," the AI replied calmly. "Look at the transparent screen in front of you."

Alan's eyes widened as a holographic screen materialized before him. It displayed a series of stats, each one labeled with the word "Infinity." But what caught Alan's attention were the countless dots trailing behind the word, as if to emphasize the immeasurable nature of his abilities.

"Why are all my stats infinite?" Alan asked, his voice filled with awe and confusion.

"Your powers are beyond measure," the AI explained. "That's why they are represented as infinite. But don't worry—you have the ability to control them at will. You simply need to visualize the amount of power you wish to use, and it will be yours to command."

Alan took a deep breath, trying to process everything he had just learned. He had always been a logical person, someone who relied on facts and evidence. But now, he was faced with a reality that defied all logic. He had transmigrated into another world, gained unimaginable powers, and was being guided by an AI that claimed to have been created by him.

As the earthquake subsided and the world began to calm down, Alan knew that his life would never be the same. He had been given a second chance, and he was determined to make the most of it. But first, he needed to learn how to control the immense power that now resided within him.

"Alright," Alan said, his voice steady despite the whirlwind of emotions inside him. "Tell me what I need to do next."

The AI's voice was calm and reassuring. "Take it one step at a time, Alan. You have the potential to change this world—and perhaps even beyond. But for now, focus on mastering your abilities. The rest will come in time."

With a nod, Alan closed his eyes and began to visualize his powers. He could feel the energy coursing through his veins, waiting to be unleashed. For the first time since waking up in this strange new world, he felt a sense of purpose.

The journey ahead would be challenging, but Alan was ready. He had been given a gift—one that came with great responsibility. And he was determined to use it wisely.

As the sun rose higher in the sky, casting its warm light over the villa, Alan Johnson took his first step toward a destiny that would change the course of history. The world had felt his power, and now it was time for him to embrace it.

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