Chapter 106: My Coffin Lid
“You want to enter the supernatural world? Isn’t that too dangerous?”
After finally calming his sorrow, Wang Dongwei expressed some concern about Yan Luo’s decision—at that moment, he suddenly noticed the level and title hovering above her head.
LV2, Forest Fairy.
“You leveled up?”
He was somewhat surprised. After finishing in the ancient Greek world, she had remained at LV1, and where did the title “Forest Fairy” come from?
“Yes,” Yan Luo nodded.
“I entered a contaminated zone once.”
Wang Dongwei’s nature was such that, having observed Yan Luo in the ancient Greek world, he knew she didn’t mind sharing information about the contaminated zones. Besides, there was no real reason to hide such information...
“Contaminated zones—fantasy contamination, chaos contamination, corruption contamination. It feels like something major is about to happen in the surface world as well... By the way, what’s a ‘descent point’?” The failed one was deeply curious.
Yan Luo briefly explained, “A modulator’s gene can be upgraded to intermediate level, and mastering a certain kind of energy will increase the level to LV2. This is the information I shared with Wang Dongwei.”
“I have spiritual power now.”
“Thanks to you, last time in the ancient Greek world, I gained five gene points.”
Wang Dongwei drew his eight-sided Han sword and made a simple thrust. As the blade sliced through the air, it emitted a humming, piercing whistle—not merely the force of bones and muscles. Yan Luo sensed this swordplay was somewhat like dark energy, yet also different.
“Internal energy.”
The failed one said, “The spiritual power I unlocked is internal energy, costing four points. I still have one point left, which I invested in beginner agility... Now, I’ve unlocked three gene traits.”
Basic swordsmanship, beginner agility, internal energy.
Then he displayed the upgrade tree for this spiritual power.
Internal energy → internal qi → true qi → true essence
“So energy can be upgraded as well.”
Yan Luo pondered this thoughtfully. Unlocking spiritual power in this way eliminated worries about being too low-level. Even the most basic energies like internal energy, magic, and qi could be steadily enhanced through gene points. But then he wondered—just like the Olympic flame can’t be upgraded, are there spiritual powers that cannot be improved?
“Internal energy may not be much, but if you keep improving it, you can cross from martial arts to cultivation. That’s pretty good.”
Yan Luo praised him, noticing a joyful smile spread across Wang Dongwei’s face. Then he shifted his tone: “Even so, you should hurry up and get married!”
The smile gradually faded...
A strong emotion was felt:
Sadness +3
After using the heroic spirit mask of Guan Yu, the heartless doll freed up some space, which soon filled again with a jumble of emotions.
Fusion…
Failed.
Obtained 10% of the fragment.
Yan Luo hadn’t eaten breakfast yet, so he had a meal here, then prepared to enter the inner world. This level 1 supernatural world was right within the building where Wang Dongwei lived, down a corridor in the stairwell. There was no one nearby, and whether there were surveillance cameras or not was unknown.
He didn’t care.
Within his phone, the free access to the inner world was consumed.
“Worldline fluctuation node activated! The worldline begins to jump! Entering a level 1 role-playing supernatural world!”
“Not just a simple supernatural world, but with role-playing? Does that mean I have an identity in this world? Or that upon arrival, I’ll replace someone?” Yan Luo thought silently.
Cold...
Trembling.
Yan Luo slowly opened his eyes. There was no light at all, and the surface beneath him was hard and unyielding, as if lying upon a solid wooden board. Raising his hand, he felt around and realized he was in an extremely confined space—wood on the left, wood on the right, wood above.
He immediately deduced his location—
A coffin!
He was actually inside a coffin!
The first two worlds were normal descents, but this time he was lying inside a coffin—quite eerie. If an ordinary person suddenly realized this, they would surely panic in terror and scream heart-wrenchingly.
Cold, cramped, and a bit damp coffin.
Even without claustrophobia, any living person discovering themselves inside a coffin would be overwhelmed by fear of death, the oppressive tightness, and dread of the unknown—enough to shatter human reason. But Yan Luo was an unfeeling being who had transcended human limits.
He even shifted slightly inside the coffin to make himself more comfortable on the hard wood, while analyzing the clues in his mind.
“First, I have entered a level 1 supernatural world.”
“Not an ordinary supernatural world, but a role-playing one.”
“Second, I am lying inside a coffin.”
“Third, I can feel my body is exactly the same as in the surface world, it belongs to me, but the texture of the clothes is clearly not my usual jeans and shirt.”
“What era is this—modern or ancient?”
“I don’t know.”
“Is this China or a foreign country?”
“I don’t know.”
“Is it a technological world similar to the surface world, or a ghostly, mysterious world born of the supernatural?”
“I don’t know.”
Lying in the coffin, surrounded by total darkness, the clues available were pitifully few. Even though Yan Luo was an unfeeling being, and a detective who had broken human boundaries, not even Sherlock Holmes could deduce much from this.
If so, it was time to act.
As for what to do...
Isn’t that obvious? If it were you, and one day you suddenly woke up lying in a coffin—what would you do?
“Help! Help! Please!”
Yan Luo shouted several times. His voice sounded muffled and suppressed inside the coffin. When he closed his mouth, no sound came in return—likely no one was nearby outside the coffin. Testing, he pushed the coffin with his hand and found it nailed shut. An ordinary person would have instantly despaired.
A living person, lying in a cold, damp coffin, nailed shut!
But he was an unfeeling one, and a modulator.
A level 2 modulator.
“Looks like this coffin lid won’t hold me much longer!”
Yan Luo exerted force with both hands, preparing to push open the wooden board above the coffin. A few nails only—now that he was intermediate life level, his strength was probably ten times that of a normal person! Opening the coffin lid would be no problem.
“Hey!”
“Huh?”
“Ugh~~~”
“Ah!!!”
...
Yan Luo found, to his surprise, that he couldn’t budge the coffin lid. This was unscientific! Could it be that someone else was pressing down on the lid?
Since he couldn’t move the coffin lid, he stopped wasting effort and changed to a more comfortable position—shifting from lying flat to lying on his side, using his left arm as a pillow beside his face, right hand stroking his smooth chin in deep thought.
“I understand now!”