The Supreme Genius Reborn

Chapter Two

Samuel raised his head, his eyes shut tightly. He looked like someone on the verge of gaining enlightenment.

"So, this is it? I understand now." He stood up and took in the huge space around him, strange orbs floating silently in the air.

"I’ve finished here. Let me go and find my next task. I really want to leave as soon as possible."

After he was stabbed, he thought he would die. But instead, he was enveloped by a brilliant white light, and his consciousness was drawn into this strange place. He didn’t understand it. Everything around him felt unreal, almost like an illusion, including the wizened old man who had been guiding him all this time.

The moment he arrived here, he was forced to learn countless things, ranging from cultivation techniques to various other skills and abilities, some of which he didn’t yet understand their uses.

There were so many that they overwhelmed him.

This space contained different rooms, and each room focused on a particular skill or ability. Every room had an instructor, and they trained him through vivid simulations. Sometimes, he would be thrown into deserts and made to survive in extreme weather.

Other times, he’d find himself piloting strange vehicles he had never seen before. Most of the things he encountered here didn’t exist in his world, and everything felt foreign to him.

Also, the cultivation he learnt here was vastly different from the one in his own world. Back in his continent, at most someone can live 150yrs through cultivating. The highest realm is the body foundation realm. But the cultivation manuals he reads here has far more higher realms than just body foundation realm and one can live forever if cultivated to the highest.

In this place, where time had no meaning, he didn’t know how long he had actually spent. But it felt as though thousands of years had passed.

Yes, it might sound exaggerated, but that was truly how it felt.

He walked into the main hall and saw the wizened old man dressed in white. Samuel stopped in front of him, waiting silently for his next task. He had completely surrendered himself to fate.

"I shouldn’t have touched that crystal," he muttered, regret flashing in his eyes. If he had known all this would happen, he would never have climbed that mountain.

The old man looked up at him with a warm smile.

"You are very talented, son. No matter what was thrown at you, you managed to master it long before the intended time. Even the ancient beings would be shocked if they saw your talent," he said proudly.

Ancient beings? What ancient beings?

Before Samuel could ask, the old man stood up and continued speaking.

"You are ready now. You will be sent to a new world, a low-tier world that will serve as your starting point. The energy in the crystal is only enough to send you there. We have trained you in all the skills necessary to conquer this world. Your mission is to grow as powerful as you can and surpass the limits of that world in the shortest time possible," the old man instructed carefully.

"Who are you? Who created this crystal? Why did you save my consciousness, and what do you actually want from me?" Samuel asked, voicing the questions that had been weighing on his mind. He had more, but he didn’t want to overwhelm the old man, especially since this was the first time they were speaking so openly.

Throughout his time here, the old man had only led him from room to room, giving him brief instructions. Even when Samuel spoke to him, he hardly ever replied.

"I’m sorry, but I cannot answer you," the old man said softly. "There are things you will come to know in time. For now, focus on growing as powerful as you can. Your fate is tied to this crystal. Even if you do nothing, powerful beings will come for you. If you are not strong enough when that time comes, you will be killed."

Samuel froze, terror creeping into his heart. He had no idea how strong these beings were. Gritting his teeth, he clenched his fists. "Then I’ll train harder. I’ll grow stronger. Strong enough to defeat anyone who dares come after me."

The old man studied his face and nodded when he saw Samuel’s resolve. He couldn’t force the possessor of the crystal to accept the mission. If Samuel rejected it, there would be nothing left to do but watch his soul burn away.

The old man raised his hand, and a white gate appeared before them. Beyond the gate, a swirl of strange blue energy pulsed and shifted like flowing light.

"Step through the gate to be reincarnated and begin your journey toward becoming the most powerful being in existence. You may accept or reject, but be warned. If you reject, your soul will be obliterated. Everything that you are will cease to exist."

Samuel’s mouth twitched slightly.

"You didn’t even give me a real choice, old man," he muttered with a bitter laugh.

No matter what, he didn’t want to die. He had always been an ambitious youth, dreaming of one day standing proudly above the entire continent as the most powerful man alive. Now, his goals had grown even greater.

With firm determination in his eyes, he stepped through the white gate. The old man smiled faintly as he watched the gate vanish behind him.

****

"Argh! What’s this?!"

Samuel was stunned. The moment he passed through the gate, his consciousness faded. When he regained it, he found himself in the middle of being beaten to death.

He couldn’t understand what was happening. A dozen men surrounded him, attacking him viciously. Their hatred was so intense, it felt personal. He tried to fight back, but his body was far too weak to move.

"Old man… everything you said was a lie. You tricked me, didn’t you?!"

That was his last thought before everything went black.

****

When Samuel woke up, his head was spinning and an intense headache throbbed behind his eyes.

"Water…" His throat felt dry and parched. He turned his head and spotted a glass of water on a nearby table. He grabbed it and drained it in one gulp.

A small sense of relief washed over him.

"What’s this… memory?" he muttered, holding his head tightly.

Suddenly, strange memories flooded his mind — memories of another Samuel. This Samuel was him, yet not him at the same time.

"Wait a minute!" His eyes widened as realization struck. He forced himself to stand, but winced when sharp pain tore through his battered body. Glancing down, he saw that he was covered in bandages.

The pain was nothing compared to what he had endured inside the crystal space. Gritting his teeth, he dragged himself to a mirror, wanting to confirm his suspicion.

The moment he saw his reflection, his doubts vanished. He had been reincarnated into the body of this young man… someone who, coincidentally, shared the same name as him.