Transmigrating: Starting in the Cyberpunk World

After a night of passion.

Helen Cho's biological clock rang right on time, and she slowly woke from her dreams. Looking at the person beside her, she couldn't help but snuggle into his embrace with an infatuated expression.

The feeling from last night was simply too wonderful.

It was Helen Cho's first time experiencing the feeling of reaching the clouds—a unique experience mixed with excitement, shock, and spiritual sublimation.

So being a woman was such a comfortable thing?

It felt like a new world had been opened to her.

"Wait, what time is it now?"

While Helen Cho was savoring the memory, this question suddenly popped into her head, and she instantly snapped awake.

She still had an 8:00 AM class today!

She picked up her phone and glanced at the time; it was already 7:30.

Pursuing a PhD at a university in New York came with immense research pressure; the school and advisors truly worked people like pack animals.

Especially for an international student like Helen Cho, who had no foundation or background.

If she failed to please her advisor, she could forget about a recommendation letter after graduation—she wouldn't even be able to get her degree certificate.

Particularly since she was studying Biocytology, a year's tuition alone was enough to bankrupt a middle-class family in America on the spot.

She wasn't studying books every day; she was studying stacks of dollars.

Enduring the lingering soreness in her lower body, Helen Cho began searching by the bedside for the clothes scattered from the night before.

However, what gave her a headache was that some of the clothes had been torn to shreds by Kael. Looking at these strips of fabric, Helen Cho couldn't help but recall last night's madness, her cheeks burning hot.

She hadn't expected herself to have such a wild side. Was it because she had been single and unexplored for so long?

"No need to be in such a hurry. I've already made a donation to your school in the name of the Stark Group, curing your menopausal advisor's endocrine disorder."

Kael had woken up at some point, leaning on a pillow with his chin in his hand, admiring Helen Cho's figure.

Speaking of which, Helen Cho's figure was not inferior to most Western models—curvy in all the right places, while also possessing the delicacy and gentleness of an Asian woman.

It was clear she exercised frequently.

Indeed, compared to Western types, Kael found he still preferred the East Asian aesthetic.

Mainly because the former was a bit too heavy-handed; eating too much of it would cause internal heat.

"Kael, thank you."

Hearing this, Helen Cho leaned down and gave Kael a light, touched kiss.

In America, if one had capital to pave the way, their research path would definitely be smooth. This was Helen Cho's dream and pursuit, making it truly impossible to refuse.

If there was a man who could satisfy both her beautiful yearning for love and her ideals on a practical level, then why wait? She might as well just give herself to him.

That was how Helen Cho was easily captured by Kael.

"But today's lecture really is important..."

Helen Cho said with some hesitation; a bit of physical discomfort couldn't block her rational pursuit of scientific research.

"In that case, I'll drive you there."

Kael said as he got out of bed.

As for clothes, Kael called hotel services to buy a set from the mall downstairs for Helen Cho to change into for now.

After a quick tidy-up and a light bite to eat, Kael drove Helen Cho to school.

They agreed on a time to meet again and shared a gentle parting kiss.

This scene broke countless hearts and drew many envious looks.

Damn it, wasn't it agreed before coming here that rich people like pretty boys?

Glancing at Helen Cho's slightly Strange gait as she walked away, Kael turned the car around, preparing to head to his first magic lesson.

When the time came, the Ancient One's portal opened punctually.

"Welcome to Kamar-Taj."

The Ancient One stood on the other side of the space, extending a soft invitation.

Kael stepped through the portal and instantly found himself in another world.

"Is there an initiation ceremony? Teacher."

Kael looked around at the historical buildings before finally resting his gaze on the Ancient One's face, remembering Strange's first lesson. The scene was far too similar.

"Of course."

The Ancient One curled her lips into a mischievous smirk.

"..."

The expression on Kael's face stiffened. Wait, do I also need to have my worldview shattered and reconstructed?

"It's not what you think. There is a mysterious power hidden within you that I need to help you guide out. This is your talent and your potential."

The Ancient One saw through Kael's thoughts and explained.

"Is that also why you sought me out?"

"Exactly."

The Ancient One did not deny it. She picked up a teacup and held it out to Kael; the cup, which had been empty, was full of tea in the blink of an eye.

Kael took a sip. Why was honey added to perfectly good tea? The taste was a bit Strange.

"I actually prefer drinking Cola."

"I like it too."

The Ancient One took a sip of the Cola in her own cup. With a flick of her finger, a nearby chair slid over.

"Sit down, I'm ready to begin."

Kael sat down somewhat nervously. Although he knew the Ancient One was unlikely to do anything bad to him, this version of her seemed a bit... playful.

"No making fun of your teacher in your head."

As the Ancient One spoke, she reached out and tapped Kael.

In an instant, Kael's consciousness seemed to sink into his own body, as if viewing it from within.

From the blood-red patterns of muscle to the milky-white fat and bone, he finally sank into another dimension.

An unstable cyan rune slightly illuminated Kael's consciousness.

From the moment it touched the Ark Rune, the rune had established a connection with Kael that spanned dimensions.

In a sense, Kael had become the anchor for the rune's continued existence; they had long since begun to influence each other.

However, in most cases, it wasn't the rune being influenced.

Much like Brand, who was distorted and transformed by World Runes, he had changed directly from a human into a spiritual entity, losing not only his flesh and blood but also having his consciousness alienated and warped.

Compared to the results of others being assimilated by runes, this was already a decent outcome—at least he retained his memories of being human and a shred of consciousness.

This wasn't actually due to any subjective malice from the runes.

It was simply that human consciousness and existence were too weak compared to runes; never mind getting close—merely observing them would lead to distortion and alienation.

However, the existence of the Pure White Space changed all that.

It firmly fixed Kael's self-existence, so that even runes could not warp or alienate his consciousness.

This made Kael an equal to the runes, granting him the possibility of truly mastering them.

And that purified rune power became the ladder for Kael to ascend to godhood, quietly altering his physical structure.

Only because the rules of different worlds were different, such changes would result in different variations.

But its essence was still rune power; it just manifested differently within Kael.

For instance, the Kael in the League world would likely undergo spiritualization—a form of the rune's self-adaptation.

However, based on the rune power Kael had currently assimilated, without external interference, it would still take a long time for manifest changes to appear.

What the Ancient One was doing now was accelerating the process for Kael.

With the help of the Eye of Agamotto, this was not difficult to achieve.

Immersed in the world of his consciousness, Kael could not feel the passage of time at all.

He only noticed that the cyan rune began to grow increasingly clear and bright, even gradually tinting his consciousness space with its color.

This didn't cause any discomfort; on the contrary, it felt quite pleasant and peaceful, like a warm stove in winter.

In the real world, however, Kael's body was rapidly evolving toward becoming an energy lifeform at an unimaginable speed under the influence of the rune power.

On the surface, nothing seemed to have changed—he just looked more coordinated—but internally, he was step by step moving beyond the scope of a flesh-and-blood body.

He was becoming like a relay station, capable of projecting the rune power existing in another dimension into the Marvel Universe.

This was similar to the methods of the Dimensional Lords.

Except the latter required believers to use rituals, magical artifacts, and other mediums to project their power into the real world and exert their will and influence.

If they weren't careful, they would be expelled by the real world, much like how immune cells function.

And Kael himself was the best medium.

In the Ancient One's view, Kael was equivalent to a spokesperson for rune power, or rather, an incarnation of it.

This situation was very common.

Wizards of Kamar-Taj were also spokespeople for the Vishanti, borrowing their power to cast spells.

It was just that the levels were different.

Their spellcasting was equivalent to a loan that had to be repaid eventually.

An excellent sorcerer must be skilled at borrowing and controlling their debt issues.

If a default occurred, those creditors wouldn't even let go of your soul.

Or rather, they were willing to lend precisely because of that.

To be a good Sorcerer Supreme, one had to be proficient in various techniques for taking out loans and dodging debts, and maintain good relations with those above so they could hide from creditors there when necessary.

The Ancient One's eagerness to retire was likely because her debts were piled high and she was about to buckle, desperately needing a debt restructuring.

With the Vishanti protecting her anyway, how many would dare go there to collect from the Ancient One?

To put it bluntly, other sorcerers borrowed mana from others, whereas Kael came with his own mana pool—a massive advantage and sheer natural talent.

If she hadn't confirmed that there was nothing wrong with Kael's soul and consciousness, the Ancient One would have truly suspected this guy was some Dimensional Lord in disguise smuggling himself onto Earth.

But even if Kael wasn't a Dimensional Lord yet, once he truly mastered the rune power, he could probably open up a new dimension and be the master of his own house.

With the Ancient One's insight, she could naturally see the possibilities contained within the rune power.

It was precisely because she saw this potential in Kael that the Ancient One took the initiative to take him as her disciple.

Having another big shot covering for her was always a good thing; in the future, she could find a few more suckers to default on.

It was clear that the Ancient One was not only good at borrowing and defaulting but also very good at investing—after all, she held the Time Stone.

When Kael's consciousness regained control of his body and his eyes slowly opened, his gaze turned into a tangible cyan light that filled the entire room, as if shaking the very space itself.

Deep within his pupils, the cyan Ark Rune slowly manifested.

With the Ancient One's help, Kael successfully extracted a portion of the Ark Rune' power.

He should now be considered as having the power of 'Ten Kaels and One Rune.'

However, this Ark Rune from his hand had not been fully developed yet; it still relied on the joint efforts of all the Kaels.

Of course, the main forces currently pushing the progress of the Ark Rune were marvel Kael and League Kael.

The Kaels in other worlds didn't have the Ancient One's help to directly manifest rune power, and they were also restricted by their world's rules, making it difficult to exert power.

Before long, Kael adapted to the changes in his body, controlling the extra surge of rune power, and the Ark Rune manifested in his eyes faded away.

Except for his eyes being exceptionally bright, he appeared no different from an ordinary person.

"How do you feel?"

The Ancient One walked in from outside. It was already completely dark; who knew how much time had passed.

"A bit hungry."

Kael spoke the truth.

"A late-night snack has been prepared for you. Come with me."

"Late-night snack? Is it already that late?"

Kael said with some surprise, but he didn't dwell on it. With four seasons treasure helping with external communication, even if he was out of touch for a few days, it wouldn't cause any issues.

The priority now was to taste the food at Kamar-Taj.

"...What the hell is KFC?! Isn't Kamar-Taj a bit too up-to-date with the times?"

Kael looked at the familiar paper bag in the Ancient One's hand and was instantly speechless. Please give him back his expectations.

And here he thought there would be some kind of unique surprise.

"Sorcerers are human too; there's no difference."

The Ancient One said calmly.

"Then why couldn't it be McDonald's?"

Kael glanced at the receipt on the bag; this was actually bought from New York. It was indeed as authentic as it gets.

"I like it."

The Ancient One said as she ate some fries. Crucially, she ate them without dipping them in ketchup.

Heretic!!

Kael picked up a chicken burger and started eating. He hadn't tasted this in a long time; he could only say it wasn't as good as a cheeseburger.

"I've had Wong arrange a room for you."

The Ancient One continued.

"Didn't we agree I'd be a commuter?"

"You are a commuter, but that depends on when you learn to use a portal."

Kael clicked his tongue. So she was waiting for him here. What else could he do? He was already here.

"Don't worry, with your talent, it'll only take a day."

The Ancient One offered a word of comfort, clapped her hands, and walked out. Then, the stout Wong walked in.

"Mr. Wayne, please follow me."

"Just call me Kael."