Yuan Kong Realm.
Jinbao Domain.
Shaoshi Mountain.
Great Treasury Temple.
A young monk who had been chanting scriptures with his eyes closed while tapping a wooden fish opened his eyes.
"Fuck, where am I? How did I become a young monk?"
Zhang Zhe, a contracted writer for Qijie whose pen name was Xiao Sanzi, had stayed up all night writing and passed out. When he awoke, he had transmigrated into Yuan Kong Realm, a world where Buddhism filled every corner.
In this world, there were temples everywhere. All human men were monks, while all women were nuns.
However, unlike on Earth, monks and nuns in this world could marry and have children.
Status in this world was determined by the depth of one's Buddhist cultivation, with clear ranks and distinctions. Still, it was ultimately a world where the strong were respected.
Zhang Zhe, who had only just transmigrated here, had been at a loss. It took him several months to adapt before he accepted his new identity.
He had thought that, after becoming a monk and spending his days striking bells and chanting Buddha's name, he would sever all ties with the mortal world.
Yet the monks of this world were no different from ordinary people on Earth. His hope for life was rekindled.
The moment he accepted his new identity, the voice of the Data Center sounded in his mind, filling him with even greater excitement.
The Data Center could not only improve his Buddhist cultivation, but as long as he completed its missions, he could return to Earth.
Thus, he began trying every possible way to complete the tasks issued by the Data Center.
In the Void, Chi Yu observed Zhang Zhe's every move.
Several years had passed since Extreme Dao took control of the Data Central