Chapter 1: Awakening in a Strange Land
Adam blinked as the unfamiliar ceiling crept in. His head shot up, as if someone had dropped a rock on him. The room filled with the smell of dampness and earth, mingled with the raucous cries of chickens outside. He shifted comfortably on the fibula bed beneath him, the rough texture scraping his skin.
"Where am I?" Adam muttered, standing up with a groan. His surroundings were considered - a small, dimly lit room with wooden walls warped by age and damp. a bad man A table was pushed into the far corner, and a chopped wooden spoon was placed on it. The room rang with poverty.
He heard a humming sound from a village. The sounds overlapped with the creaking of carts and the occasional barking of dogs. Adam rubbed his temples and pieced together the shattered memories. He remembered walking home after a long day at work, the blinding headlights of an oncoming car…and then it got dark.
A sharp pain shot through his mind. Space stories It hit him: a new identity, a new world. "This... this isn't Earth," Adam realized, catching his breath. The architecture, the clothes, the atmosphere were very different, but it was strange to remember the academic books he read.
"Am I in the Spider World?" He whispered with disbelief in his voice.
Suddenly the sound of the engine entered his mind and he woke up.
initialization complete. you are welcome The reward system has been activated. >
Adam stirred and his eyes looked to one side of the empty room. The voice did not come from outside, but from within his mind. "What system? Like those web stories?"
System: The experimental quick return system. Action: Give a small gift of value. Reward: 2x return. >
He looked at the chopped wooden spoon. Adam hesitated before taking it. "Should I give this?" He whispered, hesitant and eager.
Test section A low-value transaction is required. >
The Old Man won by being cautious. Then Adam took the shovel in his hand and went outside. The village before him was a patchwork of broken houses and gravel paths. The villagers wandered, their eyes filled with worry. Children played barefoot, their laughter contrasting with the dark sky.
The smell of smoke from a nearby campfire mixed with the earthy smell of the dirt roads. Adamu: "This is a farm area He whispered, his fear rising.
An old woman walked ahead of him, her bent body tied to her back with a basket. Adam sighed and approached her. "Agree, Grandma," he said harshly as he held out the spoon. Here, this is a gift.
The woman stopped and looked at him. "A spoon? Why would I want this?"
"You...trust me," Adam pleaded, suppressing his embarrassment.
With the spoon no longer in his hand, his vision became clear.
complete. 2x has been activated. >
A shiny silver spoon appeared in the other hand. The polished surface reflects the sun, which is a beautiful gift for such a poor village.
Adam's jaw dropped. "It really works!"
The old lady gave him a confused look before muttering "Golden boy" and turning away. Adam stared at the silver spoon, his mind racing. "If I got this from a garbage dump, imagine what would happen to something Value…"
His face softened. "Everything can be changed."
A shadow moved in the corner of his vision. A man sitting next to the grocery store looked at him. Adam's smile had disappeared. "I have to be careful..."