The indigenous warrior trainee of the Zhence Dynasty, Qian Jing, was the most promising first-year student in the academy. During his very first trial, however, he was knocked unconscious by a hat that fell inexplicably from the sky. Qian Jing awoke, blinking against the sudden, vivid reality. "What is this 'virtual space game' they speak of? Why the blazes can I actually cultivate my inner strength in here? My heavens, the speed of advancement is staggering! Eight hours outside translates to sixteen in here? I have more time than everyone else? Oh, oh! Does this mean I actually stand a chance against those supreme bloodline warriors on the continent? The Elven King bloodline, the Three-Headed Golden Dragon bloodline, and the rest of the top ten bloodlines—I’m coming for you! A commoner can still erupt with power and carve a legend across the land!" The readers watching from afar collectively sputtered. "Damn it! Isn't this just a standard Earth-based online gaming headset?!"