Zhaoxinghe

A staunch materialist who died and woke up in a world of immortality. He doesn't believe in ghosts, gods, magic, or anything supernatural. He thought it was a prank show, VR, and an illusion. Until he lit the fire in his fingertips, until he let the flying sword hang in the air. He had to accept that this world really had spiritual energy, monks, and everything he couldn't explain with physics. He accepted. He plans to survive here. But just when he thought he finally understood the world, he broke the rune core of Feijian. The bottom layer is not the "laws of heaven" as he imagined, but a row of neat symbols - like codes, like machine instructions, like some kind of carefully designed system. His hand stopped in mid-air. What is this world? Is it real or created? Was his time travel an accident, or was it arranged? He thought he was cultivating immortality, but what exactly was he cultivating? Materialists are not afraid of the unknown. What they are afraid of is that what they think is true may be just a carefully packaged appearance. He began to search for answers. But he didn't know that every time he found an answer, he would see a deeper layer of fog.