My name is Chen Xu. I'm an ordinary office drone working 996 hours.
At three in the morning, while I was revising the eighteenth draft of a proposal, a game popped up on my computer.
I clicked it by accident. The System called me “the chosen one” and gave me a [Classless] talent: every class skill only works at 50% power.
Everyone on the forums laughed at me, calling me the most useless oddball in the game.
Then one day, the main team in a level 30 dungeon was wiped out, leaving only me, a level 10 weakling, to face the boss.
I used construction skills to build cover, cooking skills to roast mushrooms and restore my health, and mining skills to hurl rocks at it
Half an hour later, the boss was dead.
The forums exploded.
But even more terrifyingly, the next day I discovered that the skills from the game were beginning to “leak” into reality.
During a meeting, I couldn't help wanting to use [The Hunt] to argue with my boss. At lunch, I instinctively used [Abundance] and burned my takeaway.
Then a mysterious guild came knocking:
“You think this is a game? It's the last protective shell Blue Star has given humanity. Beyond it lies a universe of Star Gods and Paths.”
“And you are the only one who can become a new Star God.”
I looked at the balance in my bank account, then out the window at reality, which was already starting to collapse.
“So… did I just go from 996 to 007?”
[A story about an office drone forced to save the world, while slacking off and doing odd jobs in a game]
[Is the ultimate destination of career advancement really the stars and the sea?]
