Chapter 1

Luo En believed that otherworlders should make their debut as heroes.

And the essence of countless great exploits was, of course, chance encounters with cute girls.

But as time passed since his transmigration, he came to understand the reality.

His dreams were shrinking, his enthusiasm extinguished.

For a full four days, he hadn't turned his luck around, living instead as a vagrant.

All that talk about welfare upon arriving in another world? Luo En figured it was just empty promises.

"Human ability is ultimately limited. Once you realize that, it just pisses you off," Luo En said, his voice laced with resignation.

"So that's your excuse for tossing that brat into the trash can?" asked a fellow prisoner beside him, sounding puzzled.

"Exactly." Luo En clasped his hands together and replied calmly.

His short black hair gave him a sharp, no-nonsense look, and his features were chiseled as if carved by a master sculptor—the only flaw being the thick dark circles under his eyes.

"If I were you, I wouldn't have acted on impulse back then," the prisoner said offhandedly. "Bet you're regretting it now."

From the bottom of his heart, Luo En replied, "If I got a second chance, I'd stuff that little punk into the trash can all over again."

He'd been in this world for four days and homeless for all four, finally scraping together enough money for a meal at an inn—only for some brat to deliberately flip his table.

Sure, the kid was dressed in fine clothes, and a quick think would tell you he wasn't anyone simple, but Luo En had no patience for spoiled brats. Right in front of the kid's bodyguards, he chucked him straight into a trash can.

That brat probably never imagined something like this could happen to him when he ruined Luo En's dinner. After getting dumped in the trash, he burst into loud, wailing sobs.

Gotta say, it put Luo En in a pretty good mood.

Of course, the fallout from that was a chain of events landing him in prison.

The charge? Attempted murder.

"You're a real nutcase." Luo En's fellow prisoner shot him a glance.

Not just the prisoner—even the jailers thought Luo En was crazy.

Luo En had long been quietly labeled a madman, and now his madman's life was about to end soon.

Piss off the young master of a council member's family? No way he'd survive in this city.

If he wanted to stay optimistic, Luo En could tell himself, "My miserable vagrant days are finally coming to an end."

After all, in a little while, he'd be headed to the guillotine.

"What's that wriggling lump in the corner, anyway?" Luo En gave up pondering his future and casually asked his fellow prisoner.

They weren't alone in the cell—there was also what looked like a black slime.

At first, Luo En thought it was dead, but he soon realized it was alive.

"That's a witch," the prisoner explained flatly. "Can't you tell?"

Luo En blinked. Any normal person wouldn't be able to tell, right?

Naturally, his fellow prisoner didn't elaborate, assuming he already knew.

"She'll probably end up executed like the rest of us before long," the prisoner said, his mood clearly sinking.

He might seem calm now, but the thought of his own execution filled him with inner panic.

After hesitating for a bit, Luo En took the initiative. "Why did the witch end up like this?"

The moment he asked, the prisoner gave him a weird look. "You don't even know that?"

"Really don't." Luo En was honest about it—he'd only been in this world a few days; how could he know something like that?

"Witches' powers go against the natural order, so the World Ring punishes them," the prisoner whispered. "Without fail, they all end up as some kind of blob like this."

In Luo En's mind, a witch should be a cute girl in a pointy hat, knee-high boots, and a cloak that didn't quite reach her knees.

Seeing this black slime oozing around in the corner now, he felt like his image of witches was getting shattered.

Just as he was musing on that, there came a "bang bang bang" from the door.

The jailer barked roughly, "Out! It's your turn, you lunatic."

"My turn?" Luo En furrowed his brow. He clearly remembered it being days away before his guillotine slot.

Before he could react, the jailer yanked him out roughly. "Move it—don't drag your feet!"

Seeing Luo En hauled away, his fellow prisoner's face went pale as a sheet.

Today it was Luo En; tomorrow, it'd likely be him. That was the last thing he wanted.

And this wasn't a public execution site—no one would even know if he died.

Luo En seemed like he wanted to say something, but he was already being forcibly pinned to the guillotine.

The platform had just been wiped down, but the metallic tang of blood still hit hard—clearly, the last guy's blood hadn't been fully washed away.

By now, the judge had approached the guillotine, munching on an apple. "Time to carry out your death sentence."

Pissing off a council member in this city? Any extra charges on Luo En wouldn't be surprising—or even needed. He could be executed just the same.

"I figure you got nothing to say. Better to die quick and reincarnate sooner." The judge glanced at the young Luo En and said indifferently.

But Luo En's attention wasn't on those words at all.

Because another voice had popped into his head, and a corresponding panel appeared in his vision.

[Hello. Congratulations on being the hundredth otherworlder to use this System.]

[This System is dedicated to forging otherworlders into the Strongest on Earth.]

[Name: Luo En]

[Strength Assessment: Unranked]

[Ring Fragment: None]

[You're still very weak right now, but under the System's guidance, you'll surely rampage across the battlefield.]

"Huh?" Luo En let out the most bewildered sound of his life.

[Detecting your confusion.]

[Because the system matching requires time, it's only operating normally now. Please forgive us, Otherworlder.]

Having a system was certainly something worth being happy about, but right now, he was on the guillotine.

If this system could help him get down from this thing, he'd be really grateful to it.

[The system will do its utmost to safeguard your otherworld journey. You will have one chance to not die.]

Luo En was stunned for a moment. He had no idea how the system would make him unkillable, but this seemed like good news.

[However, to enable this function, you must complete the activation.]

"How do I activate it?" The question slipped out of Luo En's mouth almost automatically.

[Please say: "I am now the Enemy of Vandall."]

Luo En didn't know who Vandall was, and he didn't really have any grudge against him, but for the sake of survival, he couldn't worry about that now.

Of course, before shouting it out, he still cautiously asked, "Who is Vandall?"

[Response: Vandall is just a monster with a hammer.]

Hearing the system's explanation, Luo En completely relaxed. So it was just a monster after all.

With that in mind, there was nothing to worry about. So right there on the guillotine, he muttered under his breath, "I am now the Enemy of Vandall."

He kept his voice low to avoid seeming too showy.

"What did you say?" The judge felt like he'd just heard something he really shouldn't have.

"I said, I am now the Enemy of Vandall." Luo En blurted it out again without thinking.

As soon as the words left his mouth, a heavy silence fell over everyone present.

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