Soul Master

“Yang Dai, if you want to pursue me, you’d better survive!”

Staring at the youthful girl before him as she encouraged him, Yang Dai was utterly baffled.

Miss, who are you?

Yang Dai glanced around. He was seated in a high school classroom. More than fifty students in uniforms lined up in the aisles between desks. A calendar hung beside the blackboard, counting down to the college entrance exam—thirty-six days left.

He looked at his own body—it was slimmer, clad in the same uniform.

His mind was a muddled mess.

Was he dreaming?

Last night, worn out from work, he’d scrolled through short videos before bed. One video joked about dreaming of returning to student days, only to wake up and continue working. Now, waking up, he really had been reborn?

This…

Was incredible!

Yang Dai pinched himself; it hurt, making him even more excited.

Gradually, he recognized his classmates. This wasn’t a transmigration, but rebirth. Yet he had no recollection of pursuing anyone in high school!

The girl before him wasn’t in his memories, either. Observing for a while, he realized this was a parallel world—many classmates were strangers to him.

Wait!

Something was off!

“Heaven help me, I must get a B-grade talent!”

“B-grade? You’d be lucky with D-grade!”

“I just want to survive…”

“I heard last month the survival rate for newcomers in the Deep Domain was less than sixty percent.”

“So our class will lose twenty students?”

“Nonsense, shut up!”

…

Listening to the