The Crimson Moon, A Global Event!

Moon.

This celestial body, only 380,000 kilometers from Earth, has hung high in the sky since time immemorial, captivating countless poets and scholars.

Now, Yan Anqing pointed his phone camera at it, capturing its radiant image.

"Color palette, select red."

"Vermilion, light red... which one would be better?"

Yan Anqing pondered for a moment, then chose blood red. Soon, the moon in the photo was filled and rendered into a different appearance.

He gently tapped the [Complete] button.

In an instant, the real world transformed—in the sky, a bright, jade-like disc turned into an eerie, scarlet moon!

This scene was observed by everyone on Earth who could see the moon.

China, India, Japan, Korea, Malaysia, Russia, the Philippines...

The 21st century is the information age, and news spreads at an astonishing speed.

Before long, countries like America, England, France, and Germany, which couldn't directly observe the Blood Moon with the naked eye at this moment, also began circulating photos and video recordings of it.

Earthlings were plunged into an indescribable state of chaos.

Fear, surprise, unease, anticipation...

The list was endless.

Yan Anqing leaned against the window, his left hand supporting his chin, his eyes as calm as water gazing at the night sky, silently contemplating his next move.

"The game's [Reasonable Modification] function is much more powerful than I imagined. I wonder what its limits are?"

This Blood Moon incident occurred at a very interesting juncture.

What did Yan Anqing intend to do?

Why did he do this?

It was simple.

He just wanted to make this world more interesting through his modifications.

Turning the moon red was merely the first step in Yan Anqing's grand plan for modification.

On his phone screen, the Panda squeezed out with its chubby little legs.

After taking a few deep breaths, it patted its round belly and slowly blew out text bubbles.

"Congratulations, player, on achieving your first achievement!"

"[Moon Controller]: The moon dances at your fingertips."

"What is the meaning behind the Blood Moon incident? Can your plan be successfully realized?"

"Main Quest One current completion progress: 1/3."

Upon receiving this prompt, a flicker of surprise crossed Yan Anqing's eyes.

The difficulty of obtaining the achievement was much lower than he had anticipated.

"Only two more achievements needed."

It seemed he would be able to completely finish the first main quest and "bind" this mobile game to himself very soon.

As someone with mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, Yan Anqing felt restless until he completely bound this heaven-defying item to himself.

"The first Blood Moon, thirty minutes is enough."

"As soon as the time is up, I'll change it back immediately."

Yan Anqing opened his computer, launched his browser, and browsed the internet casually, saving a few character photos from time to time.

The red moon was not the goal, merely a prelude.

Qingqiu City First High School.

Class Three, Section Two.

On the podium, the math teacher swayed his head and shook his body, spitting as he spoke with great passion.

Below the podium, Yu Hongyi was drowsy, struggling to keep his eyelids open.

Yu Hongyi's parents were a pair of non-traditional post-80s individuals with a strong romantic streak. They named him with the intention that he would have wings made of rainbows, flying to the paradise of his dreams.

In reality, he had failed to live up to his name.

Standing at 1.59 meters and weighing 40 kilograms.

Not 80 kilograms!

He was thinner than many girls!

Skin and bones, human skeleton, goblin, matchstick – these were all his nicknames.

He lacked academic talent, and his grades always hovered around the bottom ten.

He lacked any athletic ability, being unskilled in basketball, ping pong, running, or soccer.

Yu Hongyi, neither academically nor physically gifted, was the epitome of short, poor, and unattractive.

Before evening self-study, he saw a "somewhat famous" troublemaker at school cornering a female classmate behind the convenience store, seemingly attempting to take liberties with her.

Yu Hongyi's mind went blank, and he rushed forward to play the hero.

The process needs no elaboration; the outcome was obvious.

He was beaten up soundly.

Yu Hongyi's reputation was ruined, and his self-esteem was severely damaged.

Now, during evening self-study, every part of his body ached.

After forcing himself to eat half a bucket of instant noodles, a wave of drowsiness washed over him, nearly making him fall asleep.

Sleeping in class was disrespectful to the teacher.

Yu Hongyi deeply respected the profession of imparting knowledge and teaching.

If his grades hadn't been so poor, he would have wanted to attend a normal university and become an honorable people's teacher after graduation.

With that thought, Yu Hongyi struggled against his drowsiness.

The only fortunate thing was that the girl was unharmed.

Yu Hongyi closed his eyes, a slight smile on his lips, proud of his actions.

Crack!

A piece of chalk bounced off Yu Hongyi's head, helping him to wake up.

"Huh? Is it over?"

Yu Hongyi jolted awake and stood up, instinctively wiping chalk dust from his face.

Seeing the math teacher's furious and contorted face on the podium, and hearing the exaggerated laughter of his friends, his heart sank instantly, and he immediately realized the situation.

He was so ashamed he wished he could disappear into the ground.

Everything stemmed from his overconfident attempt to play the hero a few hours earlier.

Yu Hongyi's face flushed red as he cursed himself inwardly.

But if he had to do it again, what would he do?

A moment later, Yu Hongyi sadly realized that given his nature, even knowing he would be embarrassed and ridiculed, he would still go to save her.

Right is right! Wrong is wrong!

One cannot turn a blind eye to what is right simply because they lack the ability!

Tragically, Yu Hongyi was such a righteous but useless person.

"Ah! Look!"

"The moon has turned red! Has anything like this happened in history?"

"A major event! Shouldn't the school give us a holiday soon! Is the principal eating sh... cough... sorry Principal, I didn't see you, I still have homework to do, gotta go..."

"Holy crap! A Blood Moon? Has spiritual energy begun to recover?"

"The possibility of the end of the world is even greater! I've stockpiled a lot of instant mashed potatoes and compressed biscuits at home!"

A sudden burst of exclamations and discussions came from outside the corridor.

The math teacher, who had been contemplating Yu Hongyi's punishment, rushed out of the classroom.

Many of the bolder students followed suit.

Yu Hongyi felt he had made a mistake and it was better to stay put.

But for some reason, the classmates who remained in the classroom looked at him with terrified eyes.

"Holy crap! Yu Hongyi, are you the protagonist? You really are the protagonist, aren't you!"

"I knew it! A good-natured guy with a chuunibyo name and an explosive sense of justice like you is the standard protagonist setup!"

"Where did you buy those colored contacts? They're so pretty..."

"Colored contacts? What colored contacts! I watched his eyes change like this!"

"Holy crap, Brother Yu, did you reincarnate? Need a leg to hang onto?"

"What's going on? I'm so confused."

The chattering classmates discussed amongst themselves in a flurry of voices.

Yu Hongyi gradually realized what was happening to him