001 The Promised Crossover Daily Life
In the late summer afternoon, the sky was still harshly bright, with the heat of the season lingering in the air.
Inside the campus of Mingze Yi School, the leaves gently swayed in the breeze, producing a rustling sound. Occasionally, the sharp and brief chirps of cicadas would pierce through the silence, like shouts of exhaustion from giving everything they had.
Lin Moze sat in the classroom, listening to the teacher explain mathematical formulas, his eyelids growing heavier by the minute.
For him, the knowledge being taught was no longer new. As someone with memories from his past life, and with an incredibly strong foundation in this life, accomplishing this was not difficult at all.
In fact, even without these advantages, Lin Moze was not planning to focus much on his studies.
It had been about a year since he had awakened the memories of his past life as a transmigrator. During this year, he had come to understand this world more deeply.
This world had a similar but distinctly different structure, development history, and technological level compared to Earth in his past life. However, it also had a culture that was completely behind the level of his previous world, especially in the realm of modern media such as movies, anime, and video games, where this gap was most prominent.
At first, Lin Moze thought that he had merely transmigrated into a parallel world that resembled his previous one.
However, when he found familiar school names online, such as "Showchikudo," "Toyoshiki," and "Soubu High," and then discovered various familiar settings, he realized he had arrived in a world where the anime and manga from his past life had fused together.
He was also surprised to find that he had gained a powerful memory and focus ability, similar to the protagonists in many novels.
This ability not only allowed him to recall every detail of anime, films, and works he had seen in his past life, but he could also, when focusing hard enough, experience something akin to bullet time.
Upon realizing this, he quickly devised a future plan for himself: to become a "literary thief."
He would start with light novels, then train his drawing skills to create manga, focusing on both endeavors simultaneously.
Although he was not an anime enthusiast in his past life, only watching the popular works and rarely reading light novels, he was not greedy. He just needed one hit to succeed!
In fact, he already had three drafts of works ready to submit.
This was also the main reason he felt drowsy—after all, even organizing book drafts took effort.
"Hey, Lin, have you heard? Saitama Prefectural High School is organizing an exchange event with our school today. A bunch of their students are here," his classmate whispered to him as Lin Moze fought to keep his eyes open.
"Oh, an exchange? So what?" Lin Moze half-heartedly responded, his attention still on the class.
"Of course, there are beautiful girls! I heard several of the students who came are really pretty girls."
"Pretty or not, who cares? It's not like anything will happen. They're just here for the exchange, and they'll leave in a few days. How could I find a partner here?"
Bai Tianlang, his classmate, had that typical indifferent expression. This Saitama Prefectural High School didn't even appear in his memories from his past life.
Maybe this school was related to the protagonists of certain anime, but that had nothing to do with Lin Moze for now.
If he really wanted to meet a beautiful girl, he'd wait until his works were successful and he had achieved financial freedom—then he'd have plenty of time. No need to rush.
After being doused with cold water, his classmate ended the conversation with a disgruntled look and turned his attention back to the front of the classroom.
Just after their conversation ended, a loud explosive sound suddenly came from outside the classroom window.
Everyone in the class was startled by the noise, and many instinctively exclaimed.
The classroom quickly became noisy as students whispered to each other, unsure of the source of the sound.
The teacher on the podium took a deep breath, about to reassure the students, but before she could speak, she too was drawn to the situation outside the window.
Outside the classroom, the previously clear sky had rapidly darkened. A strange, blood-red cloud began to spread and gather, as if a giant curtain had been pulled across the sky.
The high sun disappeared, and the world was shrouded in a mysterious twilight.
Lin Moze felt like the buildings in the distance started to distort, as though something was spreading through the air.
A heavy, oppressive atmosphere filled the classroom, making it hard to breathe.
A cool breeze blew by, and the previously sweltering summer heat was now replaced by a chilling sensation that seemed to come from the depths of the soul.
The once noisy cicadas fell silent, and the world seemed to sink into a deep silence.
The classroom, which had previously been bustling, was now eerily quiet. The students exchanged uncertain glances, all feeling the same heavy, suffocating weight in the air.
No, it wasn't just the classroom; the entire world seemed to have fallen into a strange state, causing an inexplicable sense of fear and unease.
However, just as this eerie situation lasted for several seconds, the strange crimson clouds began to dissipate as quickly as they had appeared.
In just a few seconds, the clear blue sky returned to view.
Moments later, an even louder, more chaotic discussion erupted among the students.
But Lin Moze remained in his seat, slightly dazed and silent.
Just a moment ago, a strange message had entered his mind:
[This is the disaster we have initiated, but now we are falling apart, unable to recover...]
[The invasion of dimensional planes is about to begin. Many of the monsters you are familiar with, or perhaps those you don't know, will descend into your world, attempting to destroy all order.]
[We deeply apologize for this innocent world, but we can only offer you the final help.]
[And you, are one of the chosen.]
[We hope you will take our gifts and go save your world.]
[From this moment on, you are one of the saviors.]
As Lin Moze finished reading the last sentence in his mind, a thousand curses rushed to his mind.
Wasn't this supposed to be a daily life in an anime world?
How did it suddenly turn into an apocalyptic scenario?
Unfortunately, before he could fully react, another stream of information entered his mind:
[Savior qualification certification complete!]
[Savior panel bottom logic structure... structure complete!]
[Resource library bridging... bridging complete!]
[Savior information scan in progress... ? ?]
[Judging individual talent effect interference, harmless information release in progress, release complete, savior interface generated!]
With the appearance of the final character, a translucent panel quickly appeared in front of him.