However, what he hadn’t expected was that, just as he was about to graduate, after drinking farewell wine with his friends, he had no idea what had happened. Groggily opening his eyes, William Clark looked around for quite a while, but still couldn’t connect his current surroundings with the events of the past few days.

Sitting up from the bed, the hard feeling beneath him didn’t make him uncomfortable. Having always slept on soft beds, he had never experienced what it was like to lie on something so hard.

This time, in such a baffling situation, he unexpectedly got to try it out: it didn’t actually feel that bad.

Looking at himself, he felt that something was different, but the hands before his eyes seemed very familiar. This feeling persisted until he noticed the bronze mirror not far from the bed, which finally gave him a clear answer.

“Who is this?” The face reflected in the bronze mirror was not his own familiar one. Although this face was handsome and dashing enough to make his former self jealous, he felt no joy at all.

The information reflected from the mirror was enough for him to understand that he was no longer the ‘self’ he knew. He had, for reasons completely unknown, become someone else.

“Damn it, did I run into the legendary body possession transmigration?”

After sitting for a while, this new-generation youth, bombarded by web novels, finally understood his current predicament. At the same time, he recalled that brief moment of clarity he’d had earlier.

“Obviously, this guy was beaten to death, and at that instant, I took over this body!”

Looking at his own hands, the slender and fairly delicate palms were covered with a layer of calluses, especially at the base of the thumb where the calluses were particularly obvious.

Other than that, there was nothing special about these hands. As for their strength, William Clark even felt they were inferior to his previous life’s fists, which had been toughened by countless street fights.

Clenching his fists, William Clark’s attention was drawn to the ring on the index finger of his left hand.

At first, he thought it was just an ordinary iron ring, since there were no patterns on it and it didn’t look like gold or silver. That’s why he hadn’t paid much attention to it at first.

But just now, when he clenched his fist, he suddenly felt something inside his body being drawn into the ring.

“What is this?”

Before he could figure out what was going on, his vision blurred, and a thin piece of cloth suddenly appeared by his hand, drifting down to the floor.

William Clark stared blankly for a while, because he was absolutely certain that there had been nothing in his hand, and his sleeve wasn’t any shorter than before. So where had this piece of cloth come from?

In the end, his gaze settled on the ring, because he felt that, just before the cloth appeared, something inside him had been sucked into it, leaving his already weak body feeling even more drained.

“Could this thing be sucking my blood?”

Having already lost his life once (otherwise, how could his soul have transmigrated? If it was transmigration, it should have been with the body), William Clark cherished this second life he’d gotten for free, so his fear of the unknown made him extremely anxious about his own safety.

Only after confirming that his life wasn’t in danger would he even think about the thin piece of cloth that had fallen to the floor.

After taking off the ring, William Clark carefully examined the spot where he’d worn it, but still didn’t find anything unusual, nor did he see any wounds that could bleed. Also, he didn’t find any needles or anything inside the ring that could draw blood.

Seeing nothing wrong on the surface, William Clark felt a bit more at ease and put the ring back on. Only then did he have the mind to check out what that piece of cloth that had suddenly appeared actually was...

However, perhaps it was fate that William Clark wouldn’t get to see what the cloth was today, because just as he put the ring back on, the door to the small room was pushed open.

The beautiful woman in ancient dress, whom he’d caught a fleeting glimpse of during his brief moment of clarity, walked in carrying a bowl of medicinal soup. As soon as the door opened, the pungent smell of Chinese medicine made William Clark frown.

The woman carrying the medicine also frowned, perhaps not expecting her senior brother to recover enough to get out of bed so quickly. So, while she was a bit surprised, she also disapproved of her senior brother not taking care of his body.

“Senior brother, your injury hasn’t healed yet. How can you just get up and walk around? What if you strain your internal organs and make your injury worse?”

“It’s fine, I feel like my body is okay now...” Unfortunately, William Clark’s body didn’t cooperate. Just as he tried to stretch his arms and legs to show he was fine, a sharp pain shot through his chest, making cold sweat bead on his forehead.

Seeing this, the woman in ancient dress could only sigh helplessly and help William Clark back onto the bed.

“Senior brother, your chest was struck by David Bolton’s palm, injuring your internal organs. Although your life isn’t in danger, you still need to recuperate properly to recover, so you don’t end up with any lingering ailments.”