[Suitable Consciousness Detected]
[Observer initiated-assimilating]
[Error]
[Error]
[Error]
[Observer initiated-ultimate command]
[Error]
[Error]
[Error]
[Observer authority-compromised]
…
"Neil, wake up, hurry up, or you will be late for the class." Instantly, a young and urgent voice reached his mind through cannal.
"Umm, let me sleep; who is the observer?" Neil murmured confusedly and groggily,
Next moment, his eyes wide open, he hurriedly sat up straight, glanced at the surroundings sharply,
Then his gaze froze on the figure in front of him, a tall boy wearing a school uniform combing his hair in front of the mirror attached to the wall.
'Where am I? I can still feel the burning and cold sensation on my forehead; I should be dead right now?' Neil thought while observing the whole room, looking at the two double-layer beds, cubbods, and two doors, one leading to the bathroom beside the mirror and the other outside the room.
'Something is wrong; why and how am I here? This body doesn't belong to me?' A thought flashed through his mind again. He turned and glanced at the only roommate in the room.
'Should I ask him?' Neil thought and then shook his head.
"Ooh, why are you sitting in a daze?" Instantly, his roommate spoke again, looking at him strangely. Putting the comb aside, he raised his hand and pointed at the clock on the wall with his finger and said wonderingly,
"Bro, it's already 7:45; we are fifteen minutes late. What happened to you today? You never missed the class before."
Neil was startled. He noticed that the language is different from the ones he knows; he can understand somehow but can't come up with words or reply.
'It seems I am in trouble,' Neil thought, falling silent. He didn't reply or speak; there isn't any memory in his mind about the past of this body.
"Okay, it seems you are having some trouble; well, I will inform Miss Rose." The roommate spoke after seeing him sitting silently, with a surprise flashed through his pupil, then he hid it and hurriedly picked the bag and left the room.
'I have to find out the identity of this body.'
Neil thought, looking at his arm and hands, then he stepped down from the bed and appeared in front of the mirror, looking at a young appearance with sharp feathers and short black spiky hairs.
'This body is probably from east origin, but there is also a mix of west bloodlines; anyway, one of his parents may be from those countries.' Neil thought to himself, looking at his sharp features and dark-haired pupils,
Then he started searching the whole room, observing everything. Years of experience made him very composed and meticulous in everything.
[Observer merged successfully]
[Do you want to initiate the Observer Y/N]
Instantly something appeared in front of his eyes; all his calmness disappeared; he almost blurted out a curse.
After a while, he calmed down a little; a small amount of unknown memory appeared in his mind.
'So this is called a plug-in or system, and my arrival in this body is known as reincarnation or transmigration,' Neil thought to himself. Analyzing the unknown memory in his mind, a lot of novels, TV shows, and movie stories appeared in his mind.
"This memory belongs to this body; I haven't watched or read these novels and movies in my entire life, except a few old ones," Neil muttered thoughtfully organizing his thought, and then he glanced at the Observer notification in front of him.
'What is this observer? According to the novels, if I click Y, then I will gain a system,' he thought and then selected the Y.
...
[Observer initiated successfully]
[Creating Observer Profile]
[Observer Profile Created Successfully]
[Observer Profile]
Name: Neil Zoltan
Level: F
STR: 0.8
AGI: 0.7
Observer Skill:
Unlimited Simulation (Text & Live)
Unlimited Storage
Unknown(Locked)
...
"Observer profile and these skills, also level F; it's like a profile in games." Neil muttered and then glanced at the skill, Unlimited Simulation.
[Initiate Unlimited Simulation Text/Live]
Instant notification appeared in front of him.
"I should check the text first; anyway, I can read the text now after receiving the small memory just now."
Neil muttered and then glanced at the text and selected it.
Instantly Neil found everything around him suspended, as if time had been stopped; even the clock on the wall stopped ticking.
Suddenly a text paragraph outlined in front of his eyes,
...
[Simulation one]
[After receiving your memory, you found out the truth behind finding yourself in a new body; you can now read, write, and speak the new language.]
You decided to search the whole room and wardrobe to find out your identity.
[You found a school card in the wardrobe; you weren't surprised by seeing your real name, Neil Zoltan, but your guardian name startled you, which is different from your surname, Lara Xing.]
[You also found a broken screen phone in the wardrobe; you felt suspicious after seeing small shards of glass inside its crack screen; years of experience tell you that it's broken recently.]
[You started searching again; an identity card isn't enough to explain everything about your origin; you found an empty packet in the dustbin; you were astounded after analyzing the residual drug inside it; you found out that it's the heart silence drug.]
"Heart silence, drug? What is this thing doing here? Only killers use it to silence old targets hearts," Neil commented, his pupil shrank, and he glanced in the direction of the dustbin, seeing a white traceless packet lying inside.
'It seems I now know the reason behind this body owner's death,' Neil thought, and then glanced at the further simulation. He felt this simulation skill is outrageous; it can reduce all his future searches to an instant text.
[After realizing that there is a huge conspiracy behind the previous body owner's death, you considered your roommate a primary suspect.]
Neil nodded after seeing the further text simulation paragraph.
[After seeing the glass of water and spoon on the left bedside table, you reflected the glass in the room light; you found two opposite fingerprints on it; you were sure it's your roommate who mixed the drug in water because you saw him grabbing the comb and picking the bag using his right hand, same as the other print on the glass.]