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Saint Ann was a small city in the southern part of the Loren Continent. It was June, and the oppressive summer heat had become unbearable. At last, a gentle, persistent rain brought some relief to days upon days of stifling weather.

[Name: Li Cha]
[Occupation: None]
[Level: 1]
[Attack Power: 10 (5+5)]
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Li Cha stood beneath the eaves, sheltering from the rain, and quietly closed his personal status panel.

“I’ve transmigrated.”

Li Cha had spent two whole hours confirming this fact.

“This is the world of the game ‘Goddess Covenant.’”

“Goddess Covenant”—a game where you begin by forging a contract with a goddess, receive her blessing, become a hero, fight monsters, level up, snip-snap, snip-snap.

But Li Cha had only just finished creating his character when he found himself here.

As an orphan, he was not particularly upset by the idea of transmigration.

But now, aside from a set of cloth armor and a beginner’s sword with an attack power of five, he owned nothing—not a single coin to his name.

This forced Li Cha to confront a very practical problem: what would he eat?

Some fifty or sixty meters away, an old beggar in a ragged hooded robe stood in the same posture as Li Cha, sheltering from the rain. The difference was, the beggar held a battered little iron can, inside of which lay a dozen or so copper coins.

Sensing Li Cha’s gaze, the old beggar, his beard unkempt, glared savagely back at him, baring two rows of yellowed, blackened teeth.

“Forget it. There’s a city patrol here, and a