In a small town, in one of the houses made half wood half stone, a couple was looking worriedly at their son, lying in bed, and breathing with difficulty.

“Doctor, how is he?” the mother asked worriedly, while the father watched silently with a frown.

Next to the couple's son, a short-haired man stood next to the child. The intellectual-looking man was about twenty years old, with refined features, and wearing travel clothes, with a briefcase from which some herbs from the area could be seen.

Once the doctor finished examining him, he stood up, and the couple approached their kid as quickly as possible.

Upon hearing the mother's question, the man turned around and answered her calmly.

“Your son has a slight fever. Don't worry, it's nothing serious. I have some herbs with which I can prepare something that will relieve you. He just makes sure he eats well and rests today and tomorrow, and he should be cured by then,” the doctor said with a smile, allowing the mother to relax. The father, however, continued to frown.

"How much will it cost us?" the boy's father asked, to the mother's surprise.

“Harold!” the mother shouted, indignant that she was thinking about something like that when their son was sick.

“Mary, we don't have money to waste on nonsense. Who knows if the medicine he is going to prepare is effective? Besides, it's just a cold, I'm sure he will be cured tomorrow.

“Harold! We are talking about our son. He had never been sick before. I'm sure it's more than just a cold” her mother reproached her husband.

“If it's the price, you don't have to worry too much,” the doctor interrupted. The last thing he needed was to hear a couple arguing in front of his son.

“Most of the herbs I'm going to use are local herbs, so the price won't be too expensive” he said with a smile.

“Hmnp” the husband huffed as he crossed his arms. He seemed to want to say something else, but looking at his wife's face, you could see that he had changed his mind.

After finishing treating the child, the doctor left the house, and gave a sigh of exhaustion…

"Doctor!"

“Listen, I have a problem”

"Doctor"

…Or so he would have liked.

The moment he left the house, a horde of people surrounded him on all sides.

Seeing the inhabitants of the city, asking him questions, and requesting that he examine them, Zack could only think one thing.

(How did I get into this situation? I don't even know medicine)

Zack wanted to sigh, but it seemed like it wouldn't be feasible, he thought as he put a smile on his mouth, and prepared to talk to the citizens.

…

After resting for a bit, Zack stood up from the shore and looked around. Zack looked to the right and saw a bunch of trees blocking his view. After this, he turned his head to the left and saw exactly the same thing. On the other side of the river, the scene did not seem to change.

Seeing this, Zack nodded, coming to a conclusion.

(I'm lost) Zack thought. Not that one needed to be a genius to notice it.

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(Not only that) Zack noted as he put his hand on his stomach.

Zack isn't sure how long he was underwater, but at least a day or two. If he were in his original world that would be enough to send him to a hospital to recover, but here, Zack only felt great fatigue. Still, that doesn't leave him out of danger.

Due to the guards' strict surveillance, Zack did not want to bring supplies for fear that they would notice what was going to happen. And he, too, did not take provisions from the camp for worry that they would be used to track him. After all, there are an infinite number of abilities, and Zack is not sure what could lead to complications.

Without water, food, or money, Zack was left with only his clothes, and nothing else, which he will have to destroy. His clothes were too different from the clothes of the inhabitants of the kingdom. He still had enough logic.

(Although food won't be a problem) he said as he looked in the direction of the river.

A few minutes later, Zack watched as he was cooking a fish that he had just caught from the river. It wasn't even difficult. Zack used the magician's hand spell to pull a fish out of the river, and grab some fallen branches, and then used the tier 0 spark spell, to light a small fire where he could dry himself and his clothes, and cook his dinner.

(Magic truly is convenient) Zack thought as he drank water that he had formed with magic. It doesn't look like he's going to have any problems in the wild. Still, Zack had to think about what to do next.

After a while watching the fish cook, he created a preliminary plan.

The more important right now was not to find other people, it was to create a story.

If people see an unknown person with the clothes he wears, with no past, and using magic while hiding from people, Zack can guarantee that the moment the soldiers start looking for him, he will be found in less than a week. That is why it is necessary to prepare a credible story that does not arouse suspicion.

The first thing he did was get rid of his clothes. Zack had left behind everything he had received from the kingdom, leaving only his uniform, his glasses, which he no longer needed, and his watch, which he had worn out months ago. These things have incalculable sentimental value for him, but sadly they are things that could easily identify him, so with anguish in his heart he decided to get rid of them when possible. Until then, Zack will have to adopt another appearance, something consistent with the clothing of this world.

Zack raised his hands in the air and magic began to flow from inside him into his hands and then into his fingers. If someone were present he could see how Zack's appearance was distorted little by little until he was completely unrecognizable.

Zack looked at his image in the stream and smiled.

In front of him was a young man in his twenties, with short hair, blue eyes, and soft features. Although there is no way anyone would confuse them, the truth is that if the two were together, people would think they were brothers.

Illusion magic is one of the most discussed branches regarding its usefulness. Despite the many advantages that a good illusionist can have, the main reason why this branch of magic is underestimated is because it does not usually affect Magicians. Illusion magic works by altering the perception of how the victims see the magician. This change is easily noticed by other mages, due to the mana fluctuations released from the user. Even if these fluctuations are hidden, they will be revealed the moment any other spell is used, so their usefulness is greatly diminished.

It is necessary to have high magical capacity and extremely deep knowledge of the subject to be able to deceive a magician of your level. Its only use is to fool some townspeople, which most magic users don't see as useful. Luckily that's exactly what Zack is going to do.

Now that he has the appearance, he needs an identity. Zack thought about the things he knew how to do, and to his dismay, he realized a small problem.

He didn't know how to do anything.

In this world, Zack has fully focused on his class and the study of magic, but considering that he is probably being hunted and that magicians are rare, using magic in front of the public doesn't seem like the best idea.

If we exclude the study of magic, Zack's abilities are very limited. The skills Zack has developed in his world consist of the subjects taught in school, and limited social skills, products of the multiple parties and events he was forced to attend by his family.

Zack has serious doubts that the people of this world will accept him, welcome him, and give him money if he says that he knows how to do factorials.

Zack suddenly remembered a skill he had acquired during his time in the castle: Herb Identification.

Thanks to the multiple books in the central library, Zack not only knows most of the herbs that exist in the kingdom, but he also knows their effects, uses, and how to collect them.

Zack already knew what identity he was going to assume: gatherer.

Zack's story would be the following. He would be a traveler who enjoys exploring the wonders of the world, to pay for his stay in inns, he learned to identify herbs, collect them, and sell them in nearby towns. His dream is to go around the world and see all kinds of things on his trips.

Once his identity was confirmed, Zack headed towards the forest to collect beneficial herbs, so he could sleep under a roof.

roof.