Xiaoming's World

In the Eastern Sea Ghost Valley, the contemporary Guiguzi recorded: On the sixth day of the sixth month, at noon, in the year 10009 of the First Emperor, what seemed to be a fireball appeared in the east. It made no smoke or sound. Its brightness rapidly increased, outshone the sun, then suddenly disappeared. Birds and beasts panicked, and insects fell silent.

Xin Shengming's thoughts wandered far away as he entered a state of deep reflection: Some scientists say parallel worlds exist, with infinite possibilities and an endless cycle. But it seems transmigration isn't something that happens at random. The more similar the worlds are, the more likely it is to succeed, like tuning a radio to the right frequency to receive a broadcast. This world has almost the same laws of nature, similar plants and animals, the same language and writing, and many people who look just like those in my old world. That's why I was able to transmigrate here. If you think about it, perhaps every death is the beginning of a new transmigration. If the environment is too different, you die as soon as you arrive and immediately transmigrate again, thinking it was just an illusion. If you survive a little longer, you think you had a nightmare. You keep transmigrating until you reach a world with a similar environment, like the one I'm in now.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.