My name is Zhou Wei, an ordinary shut-in from Earth. While watching One Piece, water spilled onto my keyboard, causing a short circuit that electrocuted me.
To my surprise, I ended up in the legendary Main God Space.
I became a Samsara player, bearing the identification number 1678.
My first reincarnation was in The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber. After completing the task assigned by the Main God, I used my reward points to exchange for the Nine Yang Divine Skill, advancing it to level 4. My internal energy became boundless and completely immune to all poisons.
I also acquired the Dragon Slaying Saber.
My second reincarnation was in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, where I completed the Main God's mission and exchanged for Lingbo Microsteps.
My third reincarnation was in The Legend of the Condor Heroes, where I completed the Main God's mission and exchanged for the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
I originally thought this reincarnation would still be a martial arts world, but instead, I arrived in the world of Attack on Titan.
As an anime fan, I had a deep impression of this mega-hit series and had even kept up with the manga.
Furthermore, Mikasa and Krista were both my goddesses.
I was finally going to get to meet them.
The women from The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, and The Legend of the Condor Heroes simply could not compare in cuteness to anime beauties.
This time, the Main God had issued five rare tasks.
Hunting ten Pure Titans wasn't too difficult with my three major divine skills combined.
Rescuing ten soldiers wasn't difficult either.
Joining the Training Corps was a bit troublesome, but exchanging for an identity potion would eliminate any identity and language barriers, making it easy to join afterward.
It's just that the identity potion was terribly expensive, costing a staggering 500 exchange points.
Protect the Child of Destiny from being hunted by the Dark Ones.
Viruses left over from the myriad worlds? They would hunt down the Child of Destiny, Samsara players, and transmigrators?
Them?
Could it be that the Dark Ones aren't necessarily human?
To actually hunt the Child of Destiny, Samsara players, and transmigrators?
How am I supposed to tell them apart?
Looking at the tasks issued by the Main God before him, Zhou Wei's expression turned somewhat grave.
He was confident in completing the first three tasks.
However, the fourth and fifth tasks were a bit troublesome.
This was his first time encountering the Dark Ones.
Even though the reward points were generous, he didn't know if the enemy was human or a ghost, so how could he figure it out?
Wait, the Dark Ones would hunt the Child of Destiny, transmigrators, and Samsara players.
The Main God wants me to protect the Child of Destiny.
As long as I stay by the Child of Destiny's side, whoever makes a move against him will likely be a Dark One.
I only need to protect him for six months.
I really am a fucking genius.
"Exchange for an identity potion."
Watching 500 exchange points get deducted from his panel, Zhou Wei felt his heart bleeding.
A bottle of potion materialized out of thin air. After Zhou Wei drank it, his entire body began to glow, and in just three seconds, his appearance completely transformed.
His clothing was indistinguishable from those in this world, and his other credentials and background were automatically generated.
If anyone were to investigate Zhou Wei's identity right now, they would discover he was a resident of Wall Maria, with ironclad evidence to prove it.
"Boom!"
A seven-meter-tall Titan appeared before Zhou Wei, its large hand lunging straight toward him.
Yet Zhou Wei remained completely unfazed, darting left and right into a blur of afterimages. In a mere three breaths, he arrived at the Titan's nape.
"Proud Dragon Repentance."
A three-meter-long golden dragon materialized in his palm, accompanied by a resounding roar as Zhou Wei slammed his palm onto the Titan's nape. The very next instant, the flesh and blood on the Titan's entire neck exploded into a flurry, nearly turning its upper torso into minced meat.
The might of a single palm was truly terrifying.
Immediately afterward, Zhou Wei moved as light as a feather, flickering in and out of existence into an illusory shadow. Accompanied by echoing dragon roars, he effortlessly dispatched ten Titans.
Under Zhou Wei's Lingbo Microsteps, the clumsy bodies of the Titans felt like child's play.
To put it simply, even if there were a thousand Titans present right here, Zhou Wei could weave through them leisurely and with complete composure.
Don't ask why; just chalk it up to Lingbo Microsteps.
Meanwhile, Tang An, who had already hidden in the shadows, first watched the other person drink a bottled item, followed by his body glowing for three seconds before undergoing a complete transformation.
There was no doubt about it--this was a transmigrator with a cheat, or perhaps a Samsara player.
Tang An's expression was grave; he hadn't expected to run into these wall-hackers so soon.
The pressure was immense.
Next, Tang An's mouth fell slightly open as he witnessed the other person's footwork, which looked remarkably like some kind of martial art, along with a three-meter-long golden divine dragon appearing in his palm, complete with a dragon roar.
Could this really be the long-lost Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!
Then what on earth was the other person's movement technique?
"He's leaving."
After killing ten Titans, the figure flickered elusively and vanished into the alley.
Clearly, he didn't want to expose himself.
Tang An's heart sank.
The appearance of this suspected transmigrator and Samsara player completely disrupted his plans.
There was a high probability he would run into this person next, and most importantly, the other person likely knew the plot.
Judging by the ongoing tasks of his trashy cheat, the other person was definitely an enemy.
Moreover, he had no idea what the other person's cheat was or what kind of abilities they possessed.
However, based on the previous situation, the other person seemed to have mastered some sort of martial arts or perhaps a supernatural power.
If he wanted to kill them, he had to strike with a fatal blow on the first try; otherwise, he might end up being counter-killed.
After all, he didn't know the other person's trump cards.
Whether a transmigrator or a Samsara player, they would definitely revolve around the Child of Destiny moving forward, which meant they were bound to cross paths, and the other person would likely discover his identity.
If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have agreed to Erwin's request to join the Survey Corps.
If he had joined the Garrison Regiment instead, he could have minimized encounters with the other person.
I stood out way too much.
After mulling it over, Tang An concluded that he had simply drawn too much attention.
If he hadn't fought Levi and had just kept a low profile in the Training Corps, even joining the Survey Corps later would have made him just another faceless nobody who wouldn't have caught the other person's eye at all.
Look at him now--the entire Training Corps knew he had fought Levi and managed to hold his own.
To any transmigrator familiar with the plot, it was as obvious as stripping naked.
Anyone could tell something was fishy here.
Learn wisdom from your mistakes; it seemed he would need to keep a low profile from now on.
The last time he learned from a mistake was when he failed to kill Luffy with a single stab, which led Tang An to start stabbing people multiple times to gradually build a habit.
Now he needed to add another rule: keep a low profile and live quietly.
He had to think of something.
Or should he just go hunt the guy down directly?
What if the other person had a trump card, or was stronger than him?
Yet if he did nothing, his cover would eventually be blown.
Since both parties were fellow transmigrators, could they become friends?
After all, meeting an old acquaintance in a distant land is a joyous occasion.
As the old saying goes, when compatriots meet compatriots, tears well up in both their eyes!
The moment this thought popped up, Tang An dismissed it entirely. Damn it, the ongoing task was still hanging right in front of his eyes!
Besides, the other person might have received a similar task from their cheat.
Tang An's face darkened like a stormy sky. After turning it over and over in his mind, it seemed the only option left was to let water be stopped by earth and soldiers by generals.
"Let's extract the spinal fluid first."
Pushing all thoughts out of his mind, Tang An fired his anchor device and landed on a seven-meter Titan. As its neck flesh flew off, he stepped on the fallen Titan and hit the ground.
Pulling out two pre-prepared syringes from his jacket, Tang An used his blade to slice open the Pure Titan's spine, then inserted the syringe to begin drawing the spinal fluid.
Just as he finished extracting it, three more Titans--measuring six, eight, and ten meters--appeared around him. Re-securing the syringes, Tang An simply spun, rotated, and leaped back and forth to deal with them.
"Which regiment are you from?"
Just as Tang An finished off the three Titans, a figure appeared on a nearby building.
It was a beauty with long orange hair. Judging by the emblem pinned to her chest, she was from the Garrison Regiment.
Anka was currently shocked. The young man had handled three Titans with incredible ease.
Added to the one on the ground, that made four.
At the same time, there were other Titan corpses not far away, and there were no other soldiers in the surrounding area. Could it be that this person had killed all of them by himself??