In the dressing mirror, a face of Michael Bolton was reflected—delicate features, fair skin, lacking the toughness forged by society or the world-weariness shaped by time.

There was only the vibrant energy unique to youth.

On his forehead, there was a lifelike black crescent moon mark, with irregular patches clearly visible on its surface.

Beneath the crescent moon mark, there was something resembling a progress bar, showing: 90%.

What the... Michael Bolton staggered back in shock. He rubbed his forehead hard, but the mark was like a tattoo—no matter how he rubbed, it wouldn’t come off.

Why is there something like this on my forehead? When did it appear? Chaotic thoughts flashed through his mind, mixed with panic and confusion.

“Wait! Isn’t this pattern the same as the black moon on the card?”

He was stunned for a moment, then everything suddenly made sense.

The black card wasn’t lost—it had entered his body, transforming into the mark on his forehead in a way he couldn’t comprehend.

Still bewildered, he noticed the progress bar beneath the black moon mark had changed to 92%. As the number jumped, his forehead burned with heat.

What is this, a supernatural phenomenon? High-tech? A hallucination?

At that moment, the contents of the letter resurfaced in his mind: This is a gift that can change your life...

“The black card really is a treasure. So my previous guess was right—someone covets this card, Brian didn’t want them to succeed, so he sent it to me, and that’s why he disappeared...”

While worrying about Brian, Michael Bolton also watched the progress bar with a hint of anticipation.

What will happen when the progress bar reaches 100%? Having witnessed the miracle before his eyes, he was filled with curiosity about what would come next.

After several more bouts of burning pain, the progress bar beneath the black moon finally completed its journey, reaching 100%.

The next moment, a voice devoid of emotion or feeling sounded in his ear:

【Character card reboot complete...】

【Name: To be named (please name immediately)】

【Race: Human】

【Class: Night Wanderer】

【Level: 0】

【Skills: None】

【Experience: 0%】

【Morality: 60 (initial value)】

Below the morality value, there was a note:

【Never let your morality drop below 60. Maybe you had no choice before, but now, please be a good person.】

Staring at the glowing blue character attribute panel that appeared before him, Michael Bolton was dumbfounded for a long time, thinking, what is this thing?

He tried, “System?”

As a seasoned internet surfer, being well-informed was a must.

The emotionless voice echoed in his ear again:

【Please name your character immediately!】

The attribute panel, frozen in midair, popped up a glowing blue handwritten input box.

Not a system, or else the intelligence would be way too low—it can’t even communicate... With a “take it as it comes” attitude, Michael Bolton reached out and wrote his own name:

Michael Bolton.

【Warning: Do not use your real name.】

Can’t use my real name? Michael Bolton was taken aback, then wrote a second name:

George Washington.

【Name set successfully! Spiritual Realm will open in ten seconds. George Washington, good luck!】

Listening to the voice echoing in his ear, Michael Bolton was stunned for a moment, thinking, what’s going on, opening the Spiritual Realm? Shouldn’t you explain what the Spiritual Realm is first?

Before he could regain his composure, the ten-second countdown had already ended.

【Ding, Spiritual Realm map activated. Welcome to “Night Wanderer—She Ling Tunnel”, code: 0079.】

【Difficulty Level: S】

【Type: Solo (Death Type)】

【Main Quest 1: Survive for three hours.】

【Main Quest 2: Explore Spiritual Realm No. 0079, current exploration: 0%】

【Note: Non-Spiritual Realm items cannot be brought in.】

【Introduction to Spiritual Realm No. 0079: Do you know about the She Ling Tunnel, one of Songhai’s top ten urban legends?】

【The She Ling Tunnel was built at the end of the last century. During its construction, a work crew entered the tunnel on a rainy night to dig, and from then on, they disappeared inside, never to be seen again.】

【The Public Security Bureau organized search teams for days, and found one worker involved in the digging that night in the mountains, but the others were nowhere to be found.】

【Although the survivor lived, he was somehow traumatized and became mentally unstable... No matter how the officers questioned him, he kept repeating just one sentence.】

【He said: Don’t go into the temple, don’t go into the temple...】

The voice in his ear grew fainter and fainter, eventually becoming inaudible. The scene before his eyes rippled like the surface of a wrinkled lake, becoming distorted and blurry.

In a moment, the image gradually stabilized. Dim yellow light shone on the uneven walls, and beneath his feet was a path paved with fine gravel.

“Where is this?”

Michael Bolton looked around in astonishment, finding himself in an old tunnel. The arched ceiling was lined with vintage xenon lamps, casting a faint orange glow.

Chapter 5: The Ancient Temple

An abandoned tunnel...

Michael Bolton looked around in panic. Suddenly brought to an unfamiliar environment, anyone would feel flustered and helpless.

“A tunnel? Is this the She Ling Tunnel from the urban legend?”