[Name: Lin Moze]
[Class: None]
[Talent: Transdimensional Awareness]
[Bloodline: None]
[Skills: None]
[Enhancements: None]
[Items: Starter Gift Pack]
[Strength: ☆]
[Evaluation: Your terrifying talent grants you limitless potential, but it cannot immediately be converted into effective power. With a half-star rating, you are still a fledgling on the path to transcendence. You must quickly overcome your initial weakness and rise to greatness.]
The panel's sparse information offered few immediate insights, but the long remark about his talent piqued Lin Moze's curiosity.
Focusing his attention on the words "Transdimensional Awareness," a cascade of text unfolded before his eyes—
[Talent: Transdimensional Awareness]
[Trait 1 - Overlook Vision]: Your consciousness transcends the limitations of physical sight. In this state, your mental acuity, perception, and rationality are greatly enhanced, rendering you resistant to physical pain and negative status effects.[Trait 2 - Absolute Self]: Your will and sense of self are protected by an unshakable core, making you immune to intimidation, distortion, corruption, mental pollution, and all attempts to rewrite reality or common sense.[Trait 3 - Higher Existence]: In fields involving mysticism, philosophy, and dimensional theory, you automatically receive the highest conceptual priority. However, this trait currently cannot directly affect the physical world.
Lin Moze was stunned—utterly and completely stunned.
Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine possessing such immense potential before awakening the Savior System.
Thinking back, his extraordinary memory and focus were likely side effects of the first trait. But now, with his powers fully awakened, what could he truly accomplish?
Curious, Lin Moze closed his eyes.
When he opened them again, the world looked completely different.
Colors grew more vibrant, and details previously overlooked came into sharp focus.
If he wanted, he could analyze even the finest patterns on a leaf outside the window, sensing the life flowing through its veins.
His field of vision expanded far beyond normal limits. No matter where he looked, he could observe his surroundings with precision, as though viewing everything from a third-person perspective.
The layered visuals gave him a surreal sense of omnipresence—an awareness that defied explanation.
Additionally, his perception grew sharper. He could see dust particles in the air, feel the faintest breeze, and—most disturbingly—sense an ominous, almost predatory energy nearby.
The source of this unease? Several classmates who sat silently, much like himself.
Their vacant stares, bloodshot eyes, and unnaturally crimson veins hinted at something far more sinister.
Apocalypse. Fantastical monsters. Dimensional invasion.
The keywords from earlier flooded his mind. Connecting the dots, Lin Moze immediately deduced the reason for his heightened danger sense.
He now faced two choices:
Option 1: Be a selfless hero.
Warn everyone about the danger, risk being dismissed as a lunatic, and try to save as many classmates as possible.
Option 2: Run.
Without hesitation, Lin Moze tapped his deskmate and whispered, "Don't ask why—just get out of here."
Then he stood up, muttered something about needing the restroom, and left the classroom without waiting for a response.
The hallways were chaotic.
Every classroom he passed was filled with noise and confusion, but more importantly, each one emanated the same prickling sense of danger.
As these signals compounded, his instincts screamed for him to keep moving.
Lin Moze sprinted toward the equipment shed near the sports field.
The small, windowless shed had a single iron door that could be bolted shut from the inside—an ideal temporary shelter.
Along the way, he stopped at the school store, using all his spare change to buy bread and bottled water before bolting out the door under the cashier's bewildered gaze.
To his relief, the shed was empty when he arrived.
Locking the door and barricading it with equipment, he finally allowed himself a brief moment to breathe before turning back to the Savior System panel.
Among the displayed options, one item stood out—the Starter Gift Pack.
Judging by the earlier transmission, this must have been the "gift" from the mysterious entity responsible for the disaster.
When Lin Moze focused on the item, a colorful gift box materialized in his hands. A description appeared alongside it—
[Item: Starter Gift Pack]
[Type: Artifact][Description: The final gift for Saviors—a small but earnest attempt at redemption.][Effect: Contains a random reward from other dimensions, which may include skills, items, bloodlines, or legacies. The type is completely randomized.][Note: Apologies in advance, but if you're unlucky, maybe this job isn't for you.]
A glorified loot box, huh?
Lin Moze sighed, unsurprised. Still, he was in no position to be picky. He reached out, ready to activate it—
But just as he was about to open the box, the interface flickered.
Lines of garbled code filled the display before resolving into a new message:
[External signal detected—decoding complete!]
[Alert: A Dimensional Merchant has detected this world's impending invasion and identified your exceptional potential. They have sent you a trade invitation.]
[If the Savior agrees to the invitation, the Starter Gift Pack will be converted into energy to activate a temporary dimensional channel and a personal safety protocol.]
[Do you wish to meet with the Dimensional Merchant? Yes/No.]
Lin Moze froze.
A Dimensional Merchant? Was this some kind of NPC trader or a god-like figure?
He glanced at the colorful gift box in his hands. Trading it for something potentially better—or possibly worse—felt like a gamble.
But looking at his current half-star rating and lack of combat abilities, Lin Moze knew he needed every advantage he could get.
Without hesitation, he selected "Yes."