Chapter 1

People often say that a life lacking something is in black and white.

Well, everything I see is in black and white, what the hell is this?

Duke looked down at his translucent chest, listening to the faint murmurs in his ears, which sounded like the wind or perhaps the whispers of some kind of soul. He felt utterly miserable.

No, to be more precise, he didn't even know if he was human, or if this whole situation was just a nightmare!

OH—No—Why did I wake up and find myself dead!?

Duke clutched his head, completely unable to accept this reality.

Ah—Ah—Ah—Ah—I swear by my 10TB of romance action videos, I'm just a wretched young man attending a third-rate university, who hasn't even held a girl's hand, and I end up dying like this! Oh God! You're being so unfair to me!

Duke went berserk, he wailed and cried.

But it seemed to have some effect, because suddenly, an electronic voice sounded in Duke's ear.

"Congratulations, host, you have successfully crossed countless light-years and spatial barriers to arrive in the balanced universe of Azeroth. As one of the few successful transmigrants, you will receive technical support from the [Strongest King Support System]."

"Uh, what the hell?" Duke blurted out instinctively, but found himself uttering a string of incomprehensible syllables. Strangely, the voice's owner understood him.

"Would the host like to name the system sprite 'Uh, what the hell?'?"

Although he didn't want to nitpick, Duke instantly realized that this system had limited intelligence! However, one word in the system sprite's prompt caught Duke's attention: 'Azeroth.'

"No, let's wait on the naming. Am I in the Azeroth world now? World of Warcraft?"

"Detected a segment of memory in the host's mind that closely resembles this world... Analyzing... Preliminary analysis shows that 80% of this world matches the MMORPG game [World of Warcraft] in the host's memory. Please explore the specifics on your own."

Alright, at least I have a basic understanding of my situation now.

Damn it, this is a high-risk world! Wars break out one after another.

"But the most important thing is... I'm dead! I just transmigrated and I'm dead! Everyone else who transmigrates is fine, either a prince or a dragon overlord, or something! Why am I just a ghost!?" Duke couldn't help but roar.

"I'm very sorry, but when you first transmigrated here, you encountered an angry wild boar, and it successfully killed you."

A cold wind blew past, and Duke felt his young and innocent heart take a ten-thousand-point hit.

A mysterious echo reverberated in his chest.

I was killed by a wild boar...

Killed by a wild boar...

Wild boar...

The system sprite's voice sounded again: "You are currently in a graveyard. Would you like to resurrect on the spot, or move your soul to retrieve your body and then resurrect?"

"Damn it! You can resurrect! Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"You didn't ask." The system sprite seemed to want to add a touch of grievance, but the monotonous mechanical voice sounded strange.

"In that case, I'll definitely choose to... wait!" Duke was about to choose to resurrect on the spot, but he suddenly remembered that in the game, running back to retrieve your body would cause your equipment to lose 10% durability, while resurrecting in the graveyard would cause a 25% durability loss and a 10-minute weakened state, where all attributes are reduced.

Duke immediately asked, "Let me ask first, what's the difference between running back to resurrect and resurrecting on the spot?"

"Beep... Detected a missing soul... Assessing the dangers of death... After comparing the host's data before and after death, it can be confirmed that death will cause the host to lose 'humanity' and 'memory.' Estimated loss for a single ordinary death is 10% humanity and memory. Even if you resurrect by retrieving your body, you will permanently lose 1% humanity and memory, and if you resurrect in the graveyard, you will immediately and permanently lose 20% humanity and memory."

Damn!

If Duke could sweat, he would be drenched in sweat right now. The system sprite's warning was actually helpful. He immediately realized something was wrong. He had a dog that he raised from a puppy to 16 years old before it passed away. At this moment, he couldn't remember the name of his beloved pet.

This is serious!

And it wasn't over yet. The system sprite delivered the final blow to Duke.

"Based on calculations, if the host loses more than 40% humanity, most creatures in this world will refuse to interact with you. If you lose more than 90%, you are expected to become a low-level ghoul, forever wandering this world until your body and soul are completely destroyed."

A cold shiver ran through Duke's entire soul. Duke didn't make an immediate decision; he needed to assess the situation first.

Relying on the faint connection between his body and soul, Duke started running. The distance from the graveyard where he was to his body was not far, about 300 meters. Duke reached it in no time.

As soon as he entered the area, the system sprite prompted him, "Would you like to resurrect here?"

Duke didn't make an immediate choice.

He was observing.

Because he had transmigrated, he was no longer the player sitting in front of a computer with a small 19-inch monitor, controlling his character with W, A, S, D keys and a mouse. He was truly in this world.

Duke couldn't determine the exact timeline, but he knew Azeroth was dangerous. There were epic wars between various races ahead, and behind, there was the plague-spreading villain Arthas and a bunch of ancient gods causing chaos.

If he didn't make a name for himself, dying a hundred or a thousand times would be easy.

Not to mention, just seeing the wild boar with hooves as tall as an adult and six long, blade-like tusks, Duke knew this world was not easy to survive in.

Duke didn't resurrect immediately.

A wild boar larger than an adult rhinoceros was a top-tier threat to Duke in terms of attack and danger.

These days, few young men who enjoy playing games are in particularly good physical shape. Looking at the dense forest and rugged terrain around him, Duke knew that if he resurrected carelessly, he would probably be killed again after running just a few steps.

"Patience! Calm down!" Duke kept telling himself.

After waiting for ten minutes, Duke was frustrated.

Because the damn wild boar wouldn't leave. Although it wasn't interested in his gutted corpse, it lingered nearby, using its long tusks to dig in the soil, refusing to leave.

Just as Duke was at a loss, a beautiful and agile elf entered his field of vision.

Even though she looked different from her in-game appearance, Duke immediately recognized her—Aurielle Windrunner, the most famous high elf ranger general in World of Warcraft!

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