Evolving My Undead Legion In A Game-Like World

The page was simple, with a white background, the Supers Association's logo, and two empty bars for inputting an email and password.

There wasn't anything particularly interesting to observe on this page, so Michael quickly entered his email and password according to the instructions given by the lady at the Supers Association.

He felt a sense of anticipation. After all, this was a platform exclusively for supernatural beings, something he never could have imagined accessing in both his lives.

'Somehow, it feels like I've been invited into a secret organisation.'

After inputting his details, Michael signed in. Soon, he was taken to a new page.

Unlike the somewhat bland appearance of the login page, this one was more vibrant and lively.

It looked like a forum. A lot seemed to be happening, but unfortunately, there wasn't any instruction manual. Not that one was needed—at first glance, the Supers Association forum didn't seem too different from a regular forum, aside from its content.

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[Does anyone know the weakness of a swamp wyvern?]

- Oi! Seems like we have a big shot in the house!

- Fr! If I recall correctly, Wyverns are usually above level 30, right?

- That's a teenage Wyvern, not exactly strong.

- It's the nonchalance of subtly calling a wyvern weak for me.

- Newbie Cultivator here, how strong is a wyvern for us Cultivators?

- A level 30 should be a commander-rank beast for you guys, so yeah, you'll need a knight commander or mage commander to take on a Wyvern.

- Dude, just say a rank three Cultivator.

- It's not my fault, brother. Awakeners and Cultivators' power systems can be confusing at times.

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That was the kind of content in the forum. Michael could only read in awe, unable to fully grasp most of it.

Once again, the Supers Association delivered essential information right to his fingertips—not in the form of step-by-step guidance, but through an interactive platform. Since it was a forum, Michael could search for whatever information he needed or ask directly, which he did without hesitation.

Though some of the posts on the homepage had intriguing titles, Michael stayed focused. Reading random posts wouldn't help him; he couldn't even understand much of what they discussed yet.

Michael dove into a spree of information-seeking, and the gaps in his understanding slowly began to fill. By the time he was done, it had already grown dark outside, but he hardly noticed.

Reading through various posts on the forum had opened Michael's eyes wide. What shocked him most was the sheer power hidden within this world.

'We've always heard about Cultivators and Awakeners, but aside from a few basics about Cultivators, like life seeds and the rank that follows, everything else is shrouded in mystery. Information about Awakeners is even more elusive.'

Michael felt a mix of shock, enlightenment, and excitement.

'It's my fault for underestimating the people of this world.'

In fact, it wasn't just Michael who had these misconceptions; even the original citizens of this world felt similarly. After all, it had only been a little over 200 years since Aurora first came into contact with mana. How advanced could their civilization have become in such a short time?

However, they were all wrong—very wrong. The truly powerful beings of this world were astonishingly strong.

For example, Michael finally learned more about the power system of Cultivators. There were seven ranks in total, from Rank One to Seven, known respectively as Apprentice, Elite, Commander, Master, King, Emperor, and Demigod.

Yes!

Demigod!

At first, Michael thought he had misread, but after checking three times and even watching a video of a Demigod effortlessly defeating a 100-metre-tall monster with a casual slap, he was left speechless.

He didn't know exactly how strong that monster was, but he was certain that a mere sneeze from it would have been enough to end his life.

Even if such powerful beings were rare, they should not be few. If they were, the federation and the Supers Association would likely have kept information about them under tight wraps.

The Supers Association forum truly expanded Michael's perspective, and he found himself exhilarated by what he had learned.

'Power, power! I must have it!'

If before, becoming an Awakener was mainly about improving his and his family's life, with living a fulfilling life as a secondary goal, now Michael's heart burned with a fierce desire for power.

It took a while for Michael to calm down from the surge of excitement.

He had also learned a lot about Awakeners, particularly regarding the mysterious Land of Origin.

The Land of Origin was a mystical realm that only Awakeners could access. It was said to resemble a game world, complete with levels, quests, and more. But one should never mistake it for a game, or they would come to regret it deeply.

What linked the Land of Origin to an Awakener was the Mark of Origin.

Michael glanced down at the back of his right hand, where a flower-like tattoo lay.

This hadn't been there before—Michael had never gotten a tattoo. It only appeared after his Awakening, this mysterious "tattoo" following him ever since.

The Mark would only show if he wanted it to.

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[Name: Michael Norman]

[Race: Human]

[Class: Necromancer Apprentice]

[Level: 1]

[EXP: 0/100]

[Strength: 1.3]

[Agility: 1.4]

[Constitution: 1.2]

[Intelligence: 4.5]

[Attribute Points: 0]

[Skills: Undead Summoning, Undead Revival]

[Talent: Infinite Evolution]

[Class Skill: Contract Slot{0/2}]

[Gift: Mark Of Origin]

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The Mark of Origin had two primary functions. First, it served as a key to connect an Awakener's consciousness with the Land of Origin. Second, it acted as a miniature spatial space.

Yes, like a spatial storage ring.

Michael had already checked off one of the "must-haves" on any transmigrator's list with this discovery.

However, Michael was curious about what a "gift" meant, as his Mark of Origin was labelled as one. Yet, he couldn't find any information about it in the forum.

This seemed implausible—surely, all the Awakeners in the Supers Association would be interested in this topic. So, there could only be one explanation: the information was restricted. It likely meant he wasn't yet authorised to access such knowledge.

Michael felt he was on the right track with his guess, especially since, right next to the profile they created for him, "Level 1 Member" was clearly displayed in bold.

This only made Michael more curious about what a "gift" was. If information about Demigods could be accessed by a Level 1 member like him—even if it wasn't particularly in-depth—then the fact that details about gifts were hidden suggested that this subject was considered more important than even a Demigod. Perhaps it held the same weight as matters concerning a god?

Though the forum didn't have any direct mentions of "gods," Michael couldn't help but suspect that they might exist in this world. It was only after exploring the forum that he realized just how deep the mysteries of this world ran.

Fortunately, he could still investigate other information about the panel in his head, turning his attention to the next most intriguing aspect: his talent.

According to what he found on the forum, talents could be seen as innate skills that could be used without the need for mana. They were akin to high-level skills, except that they were rare—even among Awakeners. There were two ways Awakeners could obtain a talent: one was through pure luck during the Awakening ceremony, and the other was by seizing certain opportunities in the Land of Origin.

It was clear that something extraordinary had landed in Michael's lap. However, he felt that his talent was a bit... peculiar.

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[Talent: Infinite Evolution]

Evolution points: 1 (16hrs: 09 mins: 23 secs)

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Aside from the fact that something called "evolution points" would appear and accumulate every 24 hours, this talent seemed to be currently useless.

Despite this, Michael was still pleased to have a talent. Even though he didn't understand its use yet, he was confident it would prove valuable in the future.

From its name, Infinite Evolution, he held high expectations for what it might become.

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Author's Note: Phew! It's finally time to kick the story into high gear. In the next chapter, we'll be stepping into the mysterious Land of Origin! Please don't forget to support this book—I'd appreciate it immensely!