Chapter 1

"Boss, I'm selling a kidney."

"Oh right, I'm selling my corneas too."

Qingcheng, underground black market.

Ye Lin, wearing a mask to cover half his face, walked into the narrow passage and skillfully lay down on the dirty, crude operating table.

The black-hearted boss, who specialized in the illegal trade of human organs, couldn't help but look at him with a complicated expression.

"Young man, are you sure?"

"In the past six months, you've already sold a kidney, a spleen, a gallbladder, a pair of testicles, a section of coronary artery, a third of your liver, a section of your small intestine, and half your large intestine. If you sell another kidney, you won't have two days left to live."

Even though the black-hearted boss had been an organ trafficker for so many years, this was the first time he had seen someone sell their own organs like this; it was simply insane.

"I'm sure. To save my critically ill younger sister, anything I do is worth it." Hot tears streamed from Ye Lin's eyes.

"Fine!"

The black-hearted boss nodded. He was never a kind person to begin with; a young man's kidney, as long as the source matched, could be sold for hundreds of thousands in the blink of an eye, while he only needed to give Ye Lin thirty thousand.

Not to mention the corneas; that stuff was a rare treasure for the blind.

Soon, without any anesthesia or sterilization, Ye Lin's last kidney was removed, and his corneas were taken out as well.

Enduring the excruciating pain from his waist, he took the thirty thousand yuan given by the black-hearted boss, stumbled out, and disappeared into the darkness.

Although he was blind, Ye Lin had long since memorized every path in the black market.

After turning left and right through the small alleys of the black market and confirming no one was following him, Ye Lin finally let out a sigh of relief.

Then, with a thought, the organs that had been missing all grew back, and even his cloudy eyes burst with a sharp glint at this moment.

"With the money from selling organs before, plus these thirty thousand, it should be enough for the cost of the class transfer ceremony."

Ye Lin muttered to himself. The ghost story about a critically ill younger sister was, of course, something he made up to deceive the black-hearted boss.

He was a transmigrator, and upon arriving, he was a standard protagonist template: a pure orphan.

This world was extremely similar to Blue Star, but the difference was that this world was countless times larger than Blue Star, with demons everywhere, monsters running rampant, and countless dungeon realms; a moment of carelessness would lead to death.

Originally, Ye Lin was worried that he, an orphan, would die in this extremely dangerous world, until he discovered that he was actually immortal.

As long as he had a thought, no matter how severe the injury his body suffered, he could recover as before within a few minutes, and missing organs or limbs could grow back.

But after discovering he possessed an immortal body, Ye Lin not only didn't make it public, but instead became even more low-key, going nowhere except to school every day.

Because humans in this world could become various powerful class-transferrers through the class transfer altar, although he possessed an immortal body, he had no ability to protect himself; this was just like Tang Seng without Sun Wukong's protection.

If it were known that he possessed an immortal body, he would definitely be captured and sliced up for research; everyone wanted to obtain the secret of immortality, and his fate could be imagined.

Class-transferrers in this world were extremely money-burning; not to mention anything else, just participating in the class transfer ceremony required a registration fee of one hundred thousand yuan, and tomorrow was the day Qingcheng held the awakening ceremony.

If it weren't to scrape together this money, Ye Lin wouldn't have risked coming out to sell his own organs; this was the fastest way for him, an orphan, to get money at the moment.

But fortunately, the money was finally in hand. Places like the black market didn't register identities, so he didn't have to worry about his secret being exposed.

Early the next morning, Ye Lin arrived at school early to participate in the class transfer ceremony.

He had to make himself a powerful class-transferrer as soon as possible; only then would he have the ability to protect himself.

After paying the fee, Ye Lin silently went to the very back of the crowd to start queuing.

In order not to expose the secret of his immortal body, he was usually reticent and low-key, and coupled with his status as a poor student, he had no friends.

"Ye Lin? Why are you here?"

The homeroom teacher looked in surprise at Ye Lin standing at the back of the line. In her view, Ye Lin, as a poor student, shouldn't have appeared here at all, and then she said somewhat strangely.

"You didn't go and take out a class transfer loan, did you?"

Ye Lin nodded silently. Since the homeroom teacher had already thought of the source of the money for him, he didn't need to bother explaining.

Once these words were spoken, many people in the class looked at Ye Lin with pitying eyes.

The cost of participating in the class transfer ceremony was extremely high, so this naturally gave birth to specialized loans, called class transfer loans.

Taking out a loan to transfer classes was obviously a huge gamble. If one could transfer to a powerful class, it would be fine, but if one transferred to a trash class, the high loan interest would be enough to make you work to pay off the loan for the rest of your life.

"You... sigh, good luck."

The homeroom teacher sighed. The matter was settled, and she didn't want to say anything more.

In her view, poor students should honestly take the ordinary college entrance examination and be ordinary people. Even if the class transfer was successful, the subsequent resources required by a class-transferrer were not something an orphan without parents could afford. She obviously didn't think highly of Ye Lin.

With the start of the class transfer ceremony, everyone's attention was drawn away from Ye Lin.

In their view, Ye Lin was just a clown with high ambitions who fantasized about reaching the sky in one step.

The principal of Qingcheng High School was personally conducting the class transfer ceremony.

"Life-class, A-grade Poultry Farmer."

On the class transfer altar, a student's face turned pale.

He was extremely excited when he saw the black light representing A-grade appear on the altar, but it turned out to be a life-class.

Classes were divided from low to high from F-grade to SSS-grade, and the classes transferred into were also divided into different ranks; combat-classes were the best, support-classes were next, and life-classes were the worst.

"Don't be discouraged just because it's a life-class. There are only trash people, no trash classes. Don't forget, there was once a Poultry Farmer who raised a Chaos Chicken King, making countless combat-class transferrers tremble with fear," the Qingcheng principal said to comfort him.

Hearing this, the student's dim eyes reignited with a light called hope.

"Yes! Thank you, Principal!"

The awakening ceremony was in full swing, and gradually, the Qingcheng principal's brows also furrowed.

The students of this batch didn't seem very good. There had been hundreds of people awakened so far, and the highest grade was only that A-grade just now, and combat-class transferrers were pitifully few.

"Next." The principal had a look of impatience on his face. If it went on like this, he would definitely be held accountable.

The next second, a fiery red phoenix soared into the sky from the class transfer altar!

The terrifying heat wave caused the hair of the students in the front row closest to the altar to be scorched quite a bit, emitting a burnt smell of protein.

"This is... SSS-grade class!"

The principal's breathing suddenly became rapid. A-grade was black light, S-grade was red light, SS-grade was gold light, and SSS-grade was an anomaly!

Whether it was combat-class, support-class, or life-class, as long as it reached SSS-grade, a qualitative change would occur. For example, that great person who raised the Chaos Chicken King was an SSS-grade Poultry Farmer.

His Qingcheng High School was probably going to produce a true dragon!