Billions of people around the world were forcibly trapped inside an online game they could never log out of: Honghuang.
Die once, and you lose levels and gear. Die three times, and your body starts to change. Die four times, and you have only one life left. Die five times, and you disappear forever.
The only way out is transcendence, but no one knows what that means.
I was reborn, back to 72 hours before the open beta.
In my previous life, I hesitated and bought only the cheapest helmet. I entered the game thirty minutes late, and lost everything.
This time, I spent every last penny and drained my savings to buy a top-of-the-line gaming pod.
In my previous life, I was betrayed by a human traitor and died in the Lich Calamity. I watched with my own eyes as humanity was wiped out in the struggle for supremacy among the myriad races.
This time, I claimed the only hidden Mythic race on the server: a descendant of the Chaos Fiends.
Golden fortune from the start, overwhelming stats, and ten thousand times the experience from killing monsters above my level.
Others couldn't reach level 1,000 in five years. I could ascend in just three months.
I would hunt down, one by one, everyone who killed me in my previous life.
I would reclaim, one by one, everything I was owed.
Hongjun? Luo Hou? They're nothing but experience packs for me.
This time, I'll kick Hongjun and punch Luo Hou, then lead humanity to the pinnacle of Honghuang.
