At half past two in the morning, a young man with a head of white hair walked into the Chengdong Police Station in Binhai City.
“Officer, I’ve awakened Jing Yuan’s abilities from Honkai: Star Rail. I want to hand myself over to the state.”
The officer on duty thought he was a cosplayer having a mental breakdown, until the university student named Jing Heng conjured yellow lightning in his palm and summoned a long, cloud-patterned blade wreathed in thunder from thin air. The ceiling lights flickered, and silence fell over the station.
This was no joke. The strategies, martial prowess, and thousand years of experience belonging to Jing Yuan, the Divine General of the Xianzhou, had been poured into the body of this twenty-year-old, as real as could be. He could sense abnormal energy beneath the city and predict threats invisible to ordinary people drawing near the planet.
On a night when everyone else remained blissfully unaware, he chose the most direct course: walk into a police station, hold out his hands, and surrender every secret.
From then on, “Divine Strategy” became the codename of a living subject in the nation’s highest-level classified files. When a rhythm that defied known laws of physics came from the far side of the moon, and traces of indescribable life emerged from the deep sea, Jing Heng sat in the strategic conference room with a map of abnormal energy levels around the world spread out before him instead of a textbook.
The thousand-year wisdom of the Xianzhou and modern technology converged in his hands. His task was not merely to protect the land beneath his feet. He would put this planet on the starry sea’s chessboard as a player, not a piece.
A piece’s fate is decided by someone else. A player fights for his own.
