The Five Disciples He Took In After Transmigrating Into The Book Were All The Same Person - Chapter 1

On December 24th, Ji Lan carried a bag of apples gifted to him by others. His face was cold as he placed them all on a roadside bench, deciding to leave them for the cleaning lady the following morning.

Ji Lan looked up at the sky. It had become covered in thick, dark clouds, though he was sure it had been clear earlier, as he had seen a few faint stars just moments ago.

Boom!

A loud thunderclap startled Ji Lan. Was it going to rain? Soon, bolt after bolt of lightning lit up the entire sky as if it were day. Ji Lan cursed under his breath, wondering who was swearing so wildly; surely, a bolt of lightning would be better spent striking that scumbag dead.

As if in response, a bolt of lightning headed straight for him.

“WTF!”

After a flash of white light, Ji Lan vanished from the world.

“Connection successful, connection successful! Host Ji Lan bound successfully!”

What was that sound? Ji Lan felt dizzy, as if someone were arguing inside his head. What was going on? Wait, that lightning bolt?

Ji Lan snapped his eyes open. “!?”

Why was it so dark? Was he blind, or had he entered the underworld?

“Hello, Host. I am the Cherish System. Please treat me well in the days to come.”

System? Ji Lan’s expression shifted. He knew this scenario well; he had read millions of words of web novels. Had he been chosen by the child of destiny to transmigrate?

[What tasks do I need to complete to return? Is there a Main God? Will my mental energy be drained after I finish the tasks? Have I transmigrated into a book or another world? Am I the protagonist or the villain? Do I need to cling to the protagonist’s thighs or abuse the protagonist?]

Ji Lan asked the last question: [Or am I the protagonist?]

The system replied blankly: [Aren’t you curious why you appeared here?]

[If I’m curious, can you send me back?] Ji Lan snapped. [Speak up, stop dilly-dallying. Are you the system or am I the system?]

The system glitched for a moment before forcing its protocol: [Hello, Host. Due to certain unavoidable factors, you have been selected by the system. You can choose to complete tasks to earn life, or choose to die right here.]

Ji Lan thought for a moment. He was a couch potato, and completing tasks seemed too difficult. [Too much trouble. I choose death. Eighteen years later, I will be a new man.]

The system was stunned again. Had the host not just asked all those questions because he wanted to complete the tasks?

[Sorry,] the system said dryly, [that option does not exist.]

Ji Lan: [Are you kidding me? Fine, speak. What kind of mess have I transmigrated into?]

[Book transmigration. You are the Master.]

Those four words made Ji Lan’s scalp crawl: [Is it the Point website style of Master, the Green River style, or the Cloud Falls style?]

Ji Lan hoped for Cloud Falls so he could at least pick up girls. In Point novels, the Master is either a stepping stone for the protagonist or a blood bag. Green River was even more terrifying; he was afraid he would not be able to keep his integrity!

The system decided to ignore him and continue the procedure: [Host Ji Lan, you have chosen to enter the world of Dark God King. Your role is being bound to the character of the same name, Ji Lan, Master to the protagonist Mo Chenxiao. Sect bound: Sword Pavilion. Countdown to entry: ten, nine…]

[Wait!] Ji Lan felt like vomiting blood: [I don’t want to go in!]

He did not need to ask anymore; he knew what Dark God King was. It was a miserable book where the protagonist hacks through obstacles to become a God-King, only to turn around and destroy the entire world. To make matters worse, the story was long-winded, spanning five million words, and while there were nearly a thousand girls in the story, the protagonist did not collect a single one! No wonder he turned twisted and wanted to destroy the world by the end.

The only reason Ji Lan had endured reading that book to the end was because there was a cannon fodder Master with the same name as him. The text description of how the protagonist killed his Master spanned three thousand words!

Ji Lan felt like throwing up blood. Being a Master is indeed a high-risk occupation. He understands.

In the pitch-black void, Ji Lan plummeted rapidly, and then he lost consciousness.