Chapter 5

Coming to his senses from his joy, Ymir smacked his lips. Now that he thought about it, he seemed to have not eaten anything since he "reincarnated" into this body. Strangely, despite this, he didn't feel a bit hungry; instead, he felt more energetic due to the yin energy that had returned to his body last night.

Ymir suspected that he no longer needed human food to sustain his existence, and this was not a good thing.

Thinking about hamburgers, hot dogs, and pizzas in America...

Forgive the poor Ymir; he could only understand foreign cuisine through the fast food he had eaten in his past life. However, thinking about it made Ymir's mouth water. He eagerly opened the door, sniffing the delicious aroma, and quickly walked to the living room. His sister, Kathleen, had already prepared a sumptuous breakfast and was waiting for him.

Kathleen, wearing a neat black work outfit in the morning, sat at the dining table with a flush on her cheeks, lost in thought. Ymir walked up to her, pretending to be calm, and greeted her, "Hey, good morning, did you sleep well last night, sis?"

As soon as the words were out, Ymir wanted to slap himself. Who knew better than he whether Kathleen had slept well last night?

In that hellish nightmare, it was already a sign of strong nerves for an ordinary person not to go crazy.

Kathleen was brought back to her senses by her brother's greeting. She looked up at Ymir with a blank expression and forced a smile, "Ah, it was okay..."

Indeed, it was okay. Although the first half of the dream had terrified Kathleen, after Stark appeared, the nightmare turned into a "beautiful dream." How could it not be good?

Ymir, feeling guilty, plopped into a chair and mumbled into his bowl of oatmeal, "That's good, that's good."

"By the way, I won't be home to keep you company today. I have to go to work. I've already prepared a bento in the fridge. Rest well at home these few days. I've already taken leave for you at school."

"Um..." Ymir looked up and saw a badge on Kathleen's ample chest: "STARK INDUSTRIES." There was no mistake; Ymir remembered this was Tony Stark's company from the "Iron Man" movies.

But he was still a student, right? Ymir pouted in a way Kathleen couldn't see.

He had spent over a decade in his past life, from kindergarten to university. He never thought that after crossing over to this world of movies, he would have to return to school again. He wondered how the schools in this world compared to those in his past life.

At least they wouldn't be worse, Ymir thought with a hint of anticipation. "So, sis, when can I go back to school?"

Kathleen handed a slice of jam-coated bread to Ymir's plate and said gently, "Whenever you want, but the professors at school suggested you rest at home for a while. Go back to school when you're fully recovered."

Although he didn't know which university he was attending, the professors in this world were indeed very considerate. Ymir raised an eyebrow; his body had never been better. No matter how powerful the disease, it couldn't affect him in the slightest.

He took a bite of the bread and asked casually, "By the way, sis, do you work at Stark Industries? I've seen reports about the company on TV. Is the boss nice to you? Is the work going well?"

Kathleen, still unable to forget last night's dream, blushed when Ymir mentioned it. "Yeah, it's actually pretty good. I'll be a full-time employee in a month. When I get my salary, our life will be a bit easier."

Ymir nodded, feeling a lump in his throat. Kathleen was only a few years older than him, around twenty, the age when girls should be in their prime, yet she had already taken on the responsibility of supporting the family.

Searching through his body's memories, Ymir found no trace of gratitude from his predecessor towards Kathleen. What an ungrateful brat.

Ymir lowered his head and drank his milk, clenching his teeth. If he were powerless, it would be one thing. But now, with his hands and feet, and especially with the yin energy that no ordinary person could understand, he couldn't let his sister suffer any more!

He silently vowed in his heart, a vow that didn't need to be spoken, but was a man's, a true man's, promise! Watching Ymir finish his breakfast, Kathleen smiled and nodded.

She hummed a cheerful tune, tidied the table, and then left for work with a small bag from her room.

Left alone at home, Ymir didn't feel bored. He wanted to use this time to sort out his abilities.

Focusing his attention on a single point, Ymir entered a strange and cold state. He could even feel a faint coldness emanating from his body.

This was probably the yin energy from his past life's story. It was said that prolonged contact with this energy could harm the living. Fortunately, unless he deliberately used it, Ymir appeared to be an ordinary person in daily life.

As his mental energy concentrated, his eyes gradually emitted a faint green glow. Ymir focused on the water glass on the table, and suddenly, an invisible force seemed to emanate from his body.

The water glass on the table moved without wind, slowly floating up as if in a haunted scene, and instantly appeared in Ymir's hand.

"YES!" Ymir called out excitedly.

Just by using his willpower, he could influence physical objects. He didn't know the exact strength of this telekinetic power yet, but Ymir was already certain it was a very useful ability.

It could help him do many things that ordinary people couldn't imagine. Combined with his ability to switch between physical and ghostly states and his apparent ability to enter dreams, it seemed that although he had died twice, the powerful ghostly abilities he had gained far exceeded his initial expectations.

Calmly, Ymir made a note in his notebook: My abilities: 1. Phasing: In a ghostly state, I can become invisible or visible, don't need to eat or breathe, can pass through solid objects, and am somewhat immune to physical attacks; 2. Telekinesis: This is also a manifestation of my yin energy, allowing me to influence physical objects with energy. So far, I can move a water-filled glass, and the maximum carrying capacity needs further testing...