The life of Chen Mo, a good-for-nothing at an internet cafe, reeked of instant noodles and stale secondhand smoke, until an announcement that turned the world upside down tore across his screen: "Penacony" had arrived! The power of in-game characters could be projected into reality, and virtual coins could be exchanged for real money! A ladder to extraordinary powers and wealth had suddenly fallen right in front of him.
Chen Mo was ecstatic. He already had his "ticket" in hand: a neural-interface helmet that people had once laughed at. While billions of players scrambled to get one, he was the first to enter "Penacony."
From the start, he resolutely chose the uncertain path of having "no class": he couldn't find a master to teach him, and acquiring skills was difficult. But fate had granted him a heaven-defying talent: [Skill Plunderer]! When he attacked monsters, there was a chance he could steal their skills for himself!
While other players were dying in despair to the ferocious beginner monsters called "Blue Silver Grass," Chen Mo had already ventured onto the grasslands alone. A wooden sword in hand, cloth armor on his back, his goal was crystal clear: slash! Slash! Slash! Every swing of his sword was a defiance of fate, and every skill he plundered helped pave the way forward without a class.
Beneath a T-shirt stained with instant noodle grease, power was about to burst forth. The white-robed sword immortal, whose sword energy flashed across the screen, would soon be more than an illusion.
"This time," Chen Mo said, gripping his rough wooden sword, his gaze burning, "the sword immortal on the screen really can be me!"
We still need to keep working hard.