En Ren, a young wage slave, transmigrates to another world. What? The things he used to say as a wage slave are actually revered as sacred truths!
With my System activated, I can drive everyone mad and still never die! They're all just tools for farming my rage points!
The first step to conquering the world: don't freeze up when you win the grand prize!
Thousands of years later, the cultivation world still passes down a sacred truth from En Ren, the greatest Dao master of all time: You think you've seen how the world changes, but this is simply how the world has always been. You're just standing in the fog, unable to tell whether you're a cow or a horse.
[I'm hopeless at writing synopses. Please give the story a try!]
