The Fourth Calamity Is Forced to Save the World

Holding a hoe, feeling his aching back and sore body, Shi Xia looked up at the sky, a tear of regret sliding from his eye.

Who could have known that clicking on a computer ad out of curiosity would make him transmigrate? If he'd known this would happen, he never would have been captivated by that gorgeous character art, shouting "Wifey!" before foolishly clicking through...

Thanks for asking. I transmigrated into a game world, but there's no status screen. A college student on summer vacation like me was forced to mine for a living...

"Shi Xia, if you keep resting, they'll dock your pay."

"Uncle Ode, I'm thinking about destroying the world. Don't interrupt me."

"Sure. That's ten star coins a minute."

Shi Xia's nose stung. He only earned ten star coins an hour!

"I'm coming, I'm coming... What the hell was that?"

Everyone looked up at the sky. Their pupils shook as they stared at the holographic image unfolding above them. The sight struck straight to their hearts, and their eyes widened.

The heavens and earth reversed, and the world collapsed.

Above the ruins, a young man in a black trench coat hummed an out-of-tune tune and danced in tap steps, offering a tribute to the world.

Wherever he went, black flames sprang up, devouring everything until it returned to nothingness.

At last, he reached the end of the ruins. There, a man in fine clothes dragged his broken body forward. Hearing footsteps behind him, he looked utterly terrified. His handsome, upright features twisted into a pitiful mask.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" he wept, howling in despair. "You've already destroyed this world! Everyone is dead! What else do you want?"

The young man in the black trench coat followed at an unhurried pace. A long sword appeared in his hand, and with the first swing, he cut off the other man's arm.

The off-key tune never stopped. He hummed it in broken fragments, mingling with the man's screams.

One strike, two strikes, three strikes... Like a beginner hacking at a fish on a chopping board, he was brutal and had no technique whatsoever.

For the final strike, he raised his sword high.

"No!"

The head, its face full of despair, flew into the sky, only to be pierced cleanly by the sword. Its twisted face expanded across the sky.

Anyone could see the fear and hatred in its eyes. It kept flying, as though it would burst out of the image in the sky and into the real world.

Shi Xia took a step back, his neck so stiff he could barely move.

The foolish college student couldn't understand why that impossibly cool, overbearing, and clearly ultimate-villain-like man in the black trench coat had the same face as him.

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[Dear player, hello. System Number 444 is at your service.]

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Theme: A journey of transformation through life