For Alex, the feeling of being transported was anything but pleasant. The moment he disappeared, Alex felt as if the grouh his feet had turned into a void.

  Then, his entire body seemed to plummet down an endless slide at breakneck speed. He couldn't even tell if he was falling; it felt like stars were swirling around him, everything spinning untrolbly. The instant, he felt his body sh. Gravity then mercilessly recaptured his body.

  "Bang!!"

  Once again, he crashed heavily to the ground, g out involuntarily. His body felt like it was about to fall apart; there wasn't a single part of him that didn't ache. How could he be so unlucky? Transported twid both times smmed into the ground? Is there no justice?

  "Alex!!"

  As Alex was cursing inwardly, he heard a man's voice beside his ear. Then he felt someone grab him and pull him up from the ground. He opened his eyes and saw a man in armor staring ily at him.

  "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

  "I... I'm fine."

  Although he didn't know who the man in front of him was, Alex shook his head and forced himself to wake up before responding. Hearing his ahe mahed a sigh of relief. He then released Alex and raised the long sword in his hand.

  "Hurry, we o get out of here! The damn undead are about to surround us! If we don't leave now, we'll never get out!!"

  "Huh?"

  Hearing the man's words, Alex looked around and saw, amidst the p rain, dozens of rotting creatures approag them, like zombies from a movie. Not far from them, several soldiers y dead in pools of blood.

  Oh, e on, not again? Seeing this se, Alex eechless. System, are y to kill me? Just reinated and I'm being hunted down, and now, to escape, I'm in another world being attacked again? At least this time, it's not those terrifying padins, but a bunch of undead... well, that's not much better.

  Thinking this, Alex swiftly drew Soulrend and followed the man in front of him, running quickly towards the edge of the wilderness. The undead weren't fast, but there were many of them. If Alex and the man hadn't run quickly, they would have been surrounded and uo escape.

  "Damn it!"

  After breaking out of the encirclement, the man ched his fist and swung it in the air. "Who would've thought there'd be so many undead he church! Those poor ds... I 't even give them a proper burial..."

  Sighing, the man g Alex. "Alright, let's head back to Tristran Town. Those damn undead are sure to attack there, and we have to protect it!"

  "I uand."

  Hearing the man's and, Alex nodded without saying anything. It seemed that in the world of the system's tasks, his identity was already predetermined. He just hadn't figured out which world this was yet. Judging by the man's attire, it seemed simir to the main world he had reinated into.

  The rain poured harder as Alex and the mauro the town called Tristran Town, looking like drenched rats. The town wasn't very rge; its main gate was closed, and only two militia holding longbows stood ochtowers oher side. Seeing the troag the gate, the guards immediately heir arrows, aiming at Alex and his panion.

  "Who are you? What are you doing here?!"

  Fag the guards' questioning, the man beside Alex shouted back. "It's me! Rumford! And Alex! We've returned!"

  "Captain Rumford!"

  Hearing the man's voice, the guard ochtower paused, then immediately shouted. "Opee! Captain Rumford has returned!"

  With the guard's shout, the gate slowly opened, and Rumford led Alex inside. Just stepping into the town, Alex could feel the temosphere. Uhe p rain, the eoeared gloomy ae. Not far away, several militia corpses y haphazardly in front of a rge pit. Seeing these bodies, Rumford's brows furrowed deeply.

  "Why haven't they beeed?"

  "The rain is too heavy right notain!"

  Hearing Rumford's inquiry, a guard wiped the rain off his fad responded loudly. "We 't get a fire started..."

  "Thearp to shield the rain! Use kerosene! Do you want to see them rise again and drag you into the abyss of death?! Hurry up!"

  "Yes, sir!"

  Hearing Rumford's order, the militia member quickly turned a. Only then did Rumford breathe a sigh of relief and turn to Alex. "Alright, Alex, you're lucky to be alive... Go to the Sughtered Calf Inn to rest, ge your clothes, a something to eat. Tell the owo put it on my tab."

  "Yes, Captain Rumford."

  Hearing Rumford's words, Alex nodded and then turo leave. He needed some time to think about the world he had arrived in. The information Rumford had provided was overwhelming, making Alex feel dizzy. He vaguely felt that Tristran Town was somewhat familiar, as if he had heard of it somewhere before...

  Initially, Alex po ask someone for dires to the Sughtered Calf Inn, but he quickly realized he didn't o—this small town had only one inn, and the sign was still hanging on the door.

  "Jingle."

  Pushing open the inn door and walking into the hall, Alex was first hit by a pu medial smell. He then saw several severely injured soldiers lying on the ground, groaning. Seeing Alex's arrival, the innkeeper behind the ter waved at him.

  "Hey, Alex! You're lucky to be alive!"

  "Yeah, I had some good luck, boss."

  Responding to the innkeeper's greeting, Alex smiled slightly. The innkeeper chuckled and nodded.

  "Indeed, sixteen of you went, and only you and Captain Rumford made it back alive. That's some luck... Alright, no more chatter. I've prepared clothes, hot soup, and baked bread for you in your room!"

  Alex was extremely hungry; since his reination, he haden a single meal. Hearing the innkeeper's words, he quickly ged his clothes and then began to enjoy his dinner. Frankly, the food wasn't particurly delicious, but when someone is starving, anything tastes good, and Alex was no exception. Sineone else aying, he indulged himself, eatiily while praising the innkeeper's cooking skills.

  For a person living in a medieval-like era, the innkeeper had never entered such fttery from someone as knowledgeable as Alex. Just a few pliments had the innkeeper beaming with joy. Not only did he give Alex extra food, but he also waived the meal charge. Meanwhile, Alex mao gather information about ret events from the innkeeper.

  "You mean... a meteor?"

  "Yes."

  Hearing Alex's question, the innkeeper nodded gravely. "A meteor fell from the sky and struck the church, pletely destroying it! Oh, you should have seen it, it was terrifying. Then young Lia came, saying she o gather the militia to find her uncle. Who could have expected such a thing to happen..."

  "A meteor?"

  Hearing this, Alex furrowed his brows, then seemed to realize something and looked at the innkeeper. "By the way, what's Lia's grandfather's name?"

  "Um... I think it's... Deckard ."

  Finally, Alex knew where he was. This was an incredibly dark and desperate world, a pce where everyoruggled to survive but could only helplessly accept their fate.

  Diablo. Simir to a game he had pyed in his previous life.