Chapter 6 The Reason for Low Presence: Alien IsotopeOn the streets of Beifeng Town, Dai Youheng stood still, the surrounding crowd still naturally flowing around him, ignoring him.The merchant's angry curses still seemed to echo in the air, further highlighting the strangeness of his overlooked state.The Snow Empress in his mind, after a moment of silence, asked with deep curiosity, "Youheng, in your original World, was your sense of presence also so faint?"She found it difficult to imagine that a young man with such a bizarre Spirit and calm disposition would be a completely ignored shadow in another World."No, of course not." Dai Youheng immediately denied, his tone flat but firm, "In my original World, although I wasn't a dazzling, attention-grabbing figure, I was still an ordinary member of the masses. I would converse with people, be remembered by friends, and wouldn't be completely ignored when walking on the street. Not like this at all."He looked at the pedestrians around him who showed no reaction to him and said, "I'm like a transparent ghost.""That's strange." The Snow Empress's voice was full of thought, "A person's sense of presence is an inherent quality of their soul. Even crossing Worlds, such a drastic, rule-level change shouldn't occur, unless...""Unless, in this World, there is another 'me'." Dai Youheng interjected, his eyes flashing with insight, "My sense of presence hasn't disappeared; rather, it has all concentrated on another person. He and I share the same root of 'existence,' one waxing as the other wanes. So his sense of presence might be unusually strong, while mine is almost non-existent. This situation, in some theories I've read, might be called an 'allomorphic isomer'.""Allomorphic isomer." The Snow Empress chewed on this unfamiliar but precise term. "Although different in form, they are like one person, sharing the same position, existence, and destiny. It certainly sounds consistent with your current situation. But is the other you also a soul from another World? If this World already has an otherworldly visitor, then what was the purpose of the strange hand behind the Scar of Heaven that sent you here? Was it to make you two allomorphic isomers kill each other?"The Snow Empress thought of a cruel possibility.According to her understanding, this state of sharing everything is extremely unstable and often cannot coexist for long.Ultimately, it's highly likely that only one of them will survive, devouring the other, and thus becoming a complete existence."Kill each other?" Dai Youheng's lips curled into a cold, playful smile. "Heh heh, maybe it really is like that. Perhaps the guy who sent me here thought that the 'me' who arrived first was too useless, wasting the talent and Spirit of a transmigrator, so he threw me over instead, to replace him?"His tone carried a kind of almost ruthless indifference, as if discussing a tool unrelated to himself."So what do you plan to do next?" the Snow Empress asked curiously. She found that this new Dai Youheng's way of thinking and behavior were completely different from any living being she knew.Dai Youheng didn't answer immediately. He closed his eyes, seemingly sensing something silently. A faint but incredibly clear pull came from the distant south, like a resonance from deep within his bloodline."He's in... that direction." Dai Youheng opened his eyes, looking towards the Star Luo Empire, his gaze profound. "But, no rush. It's rare to have such a low sense of presence; wouldn't it be a waste of this heaven-sent convenience not to make good use of it?"Thus, in the following days in Beifeng Town, a series of bizarre but unnoticed thefts occurred.A wealthy merchant in town had just withdrawn a thick wad of gold coin notes from the bank, tucked them into his bosom, and was humming a tune on his way home. He only bent down to tie his shoelace, and when he felt for his bosom again, the money notes had vanished, as if they had never existed.The proprietress of a jewelry shop was showing off the jade bracelet her husband had just bought her during the day. When she prepared to take it off and put it away at night, she found her wrist empty and couldn't remember when or where she had lost the bracelet.A few local ruffians had just finished collecting "protection fees" and were gathered together, proudly counting the bronze coin and silver coin in their money bags. Just as a gust of wind blew by, their money bags simultaneously disappeared, scaring them into thinking they had encountered a ghost, and they scrambled away.In contrast to the losses of these wealthy people, the poor families struggling on the brink of subsistence in the shantytown on the west side of town repeatedly encountered "windfalls."An old man, bedridden, woke up one morning to find a small bag of silver coin by his pillow, just enough for him to hire a doctor and get medicine.A little girl who had lost both parents and was raising her younger siblings alone, when her rice jar was empty, found a few shiny gold coin placed at the bottom of the jar by someone unknown.Even the cheap porridge shop at the town entrance, which was about to close down, found an anonymous large bag at its door one day when it opened, filled with enough grain for half a month.The entire Beifeng Town was shrouded in rumors of "hauntings" or "phantom thieves," but no matter how furiously the rich investigated, or how secretly grateful the poor were, no one could find the mysterious "Shadowless Thief."Because no one noticed that a young man with an almost zero sense of presence had calmly walked past them, accomplishing all of this.In fact, Dai Youheng was not some benevolent saint who pitied the World. His motives for these "robbing the rich to help the poor" actions were quite complex.Part of it was to satisfy a certain childish longing and vanity for the image of a "phantom thief" he had seen in novels in his previous life; another part was more like a condescending, casual act of charity.He seemed to enjoy the thrill of secretly manipulating others' destinies without anyone knowing, which aligned with the "Heavenly Demon"-like evil in his Spirit.This might be the two sides of Dai Youheng's character: one side is cold and self-serving, "evil" to the point of using any means to achieve his goals; the other side is this "hypocrisy" mixed with vanity and manipulation.A few days later, Dai Youheng left Beifeng Town, following the direction of his senses, heading towards the interior of the Star Luo Empire. Along the way, he continued to use the convenience of his low sense of presence, traveling through provinces and prefectures as if entering an unmanned territory, and casually "raising" a lot of funds.By the time they had traveled a thousand miles and entered a bustling metropolis, Dai Youheng tallied his gains. Cash and various gold coin cards alone amounted to nearly a million gold coin! And this didn't even include the original wealth in the storage ring obtained from the ninth-level spirit tool Master.He found a large bank and verified the special gold coin card from the Sun Moon Empire. When he sensed the astonishing balance in the card, even he was slightly moved."Nine million, this guy is really rolling in money." Dai Youheng muttered to himself. The savings of a ninth-level spirit tool Master were indeed extraordinary.The Snow Empress in his mind couldn't help but ask again, "Youheng, your funds are already so vast, more than an ordinary Spirit Master could earn in several lifetimes. Why do you continue to do those things?"She was referring to Dai Youheng still casually "robbing the rich to help the poor" along the way."No one will complain about having too much money." Dai Youheng's answer was simple and direct. "In this World, money can be exchanged for many resources, Spirit Bones, spirit tools. And the reason money is valuable is because, as long as there's enough money, money can be converted into strength."He recalled the sky-high treasures that appeared in the original work: the Golden Earth Dragon Spirit Bone, the Soul Devouring Blade, various eighth- and ninth-level spirit tools, and even the Snow Empress embryo that was originally supposed to be auctioned... These things were all clearly priced, and the prices were astonishingly high.To become strong quickly, simply burying oneself in hard cultivation is far from enough. He needs resources, massive amounts of resources! And money is the most direct key to acquiring resources.During this time, under the guidance of the Snow Empress, he had already begun to re-cultivate the spirit power of this body. The Demon Pill Spirit perfectly matched his soul, coupled with the feedback from the seven-hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, his cultivation speed was indeed far beyond ordinary people, a thousand miles a day. But even so, according to normal channels, wanting to cultivate to the Titled Douluo realm would be a pipe dream without twenty or thirty years of painstaking effort.And looking at Tang San, Huo Yuhao, and others in the original work, which one didn't achieve the Titled Douluo realm in their twenties?Their talent was certainly important, but more important were the continuous, enviable "opportunities," especially Huo Yuhao; to put it plainly, he was various forms of "cheating."Dai Youheng's eyes sharpened. Therefore, he also needed those opportunities to cheat for himself. Moreover, he would use every means to obtain them.His gaze once again turned south, in the direction of the allomorphic isomer. Devouring the other party and completing himself might itself be one of the greatest and most unmissable opportunities.His journey was destined not to be peaceful. His low sense of presence was his best disguise, and the fate reversal heavenly demon pill and that cold heart that would stop at nothing to achieve its goals would be his sharpest weapons.
