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At sunrise, the sword heroes of the Tianshan Mountains rose into the sky on streams of qi, dancing with their swords above the mountaintops. In the imperial court, officials bowed and saluted in deep voices. At the frontier, messenger hawks cried out above the blue-gray city walls, beating their wings as they flew past and scattering one or two hard feathers. Their passing stirred the desolate, ancient blare of horns and the soldiers' tiger-like shouts. Meanwhile, in the village beneath Great Liang Mountain, a group of idle little brats clapped their hands and sang vulgar rural rhymes, running merrily along the dusty, gray road.
"Wang Anfeng, Wang Anfeng, born by a mother, raised without a father, wild child, scraping up dog food..."
A burly man charged out of the courtyard in a blue short jacket. His great muscles bulged beneath a sheen of sweat, gleaming in the morning light. After a few strides, he caught up and lightly kicked one of the boys who had been singing the loudest in the backside. His thick brows shot upward as he cursed,
"You little brats, say that again for me, will you?!"
"Waaah, run!"
"The big villain came out to hit people! Run!"
The children scattered with gleeful laughter. The burly man snorted, turned, spat, and slowly walked back inside. Sitting down on a stone stool, he lifted the earthenware teapot from the stone table and gulped down the cold tea. A young man furrowed brows that had clearly been carved from the same mold as the burly man's and said with a wry smile,
"Dad, why are you getting worked up over them again? It was a little harsh, but Wang Anfeng really is without a father or mother. The words may be crude..."
"Crude your shoe insole! Say one more word and I'll beat you to death!"
The burly man glared fiercely at the young man, snorted twice, then said,
"Didn't we kill a pig? Go to the loin, pick out a fatty section, cut off a piece, and send it to that boy Wang Anfeng."
The young man hummed in acknowledgment, then casually picked up a piece of pork belly from the side. "I cut this one. How about it?"
The teapot in the burly man's hand slammed heavily onto the stone table. He angrily said, "Are you feeding a cat? Why are you being so stingy?"
"That's not enough? It's more than two jin!"
"Not enough!"
The burly man extended two thick fingers like stubby carrots and pointed at the young man, who was in the middle of butchering the pig. "Put it there. Cut a strip as wide as our family's knife sheath."
The young man cried out unwillingly, "That wide? That'll be more than ten jin!"
The man raged, "Am I your father, or are you mine? That boy has no pig meat. He's thirteen, at the age of reincarnation! Just cut it like that..."
"Yes, yes, you're the family patriarch. I'll listen to you. Honestly..." The young man casually wiped his hand, then flourished the boning knife in a glittering arc. With a smooth chop, a large slab of pork was sliced off as easily as tofu. Weighing it in his hand, he said resentfully, his heart aching, "You aren't even related to him. What are you doing all this for?"
"What for? For a little benevolence and righteousness!"
The man widened his eyes and slapped his palm down. "That boy grew up under the eyes of all the villagers. He has no father and no mother. How can you begrudge him these two pieces of pork?"
"A real man must carry the words benevolence and righteousness in his belly. No matter how noble his birth, without them he's still a filthy piece of trash!"
"And besides... that child's character and natural talent are truly excellent. He's a good child..."
"I'm telling you, if our family could afford to support a third person in martial training, then even if our old man crawled out of the earth and pressed me into the ground, I would still teach him our family's Fist techniques!"
"Truly a good child..."
Great Liang Village, Great Liang Village—it had the towering Great Liang Mountain standing behind it. There were no particularly ferocious beasts on the mountain, but rabbits and foxes were everywhere, and there was plenty of deadwood to gather. Selling it to the households could earn a few copper coins, but the money was pitifully little, so only orphans bothered with it.
A dark and skinny boy stood in the mountains, a thick bundle of dead branches already strapped to his back. He had broken them into neat, useful lengths, yet he had not gone down the mountain to sell them. Instead, he stood by the mountain path, staring fixedly at a strange object before him—
A silver bracer covered its entire body. Its design was so exquisite it seemed unbelievable, and a blue square gemstone was set into its upper side. Even in broad daylight, one could see its radiance. At a glance, it was clearly no ordinary object.
"Perhaps someone dropped this treasure. Its owner must be anxious. I'll wait here for now..."
The boy untied the deadwood from his back and set it aside. He remembered Uncle Li telling him more than once that human greed was like a fierce tiger. People turned against one another and drew their swords to kill over money and valuables all the time. Claiming a treasure like this as his own would be even more disgraceful.
Frowning slightly, he crouched down again and took the waterskin from his waist, rinsing his hands first. Only after washing away the mud and dust did he carefully reach out to touch the bracer, which looked extraordinarily luxurious. Yet the instant his fingers lightly brushed it, the blue gemstone suddenly lit up, and a clear, pleasant female voice rang out of nowhere:
"Welcome to the Huaxia Dragon Steed server. You are the..." The voice paused, suddenly twisting into a hoarse distortion, then continued, "The server has suffered an abnormal impact. The VR neural field of vision cannot unfold. The image cannot be projected onto the retina. Self-check complete. Use is not recommended. Please send it to a repair station for rep—" The voice paused again. While the boy stood blankly dazed, the bracer shot into the air and, with a brush, landed on his right wrist. It locked into place perfectly, and he felt a faint stab of pain in his wrist. Then the pleasant female voice sounded beside his ear.
"Welcome to Huaxia Dragon Steed. You are the first user. Your genetic data has been bound. Please find a stable environment and lie down comfortably. In thirty seconds, a brand-new great world will unfold before you. Thirty, twenty-nine..."
Hearing the voice begin to count down, the boy widened his eyes and looked left and right, but saw only dense forest. Anyone would have panicked after encountering something like this so suddenly. He steadied himself, pressed his lips together, and said, "Are you the owner of this bracer? Please come out... The bracer put itself on me. You must have a way to take it back, right?"
"Now that you're speaking, I can't see you, and I have no way to return it to you..."
"Fifteen, fourteen..."
"Miss... Miss, please come out..."
The boy's voice faded through the woods, stirring only waves of insect chirps and birdsong and making the forest seem even more secluded. The pleasant voice continued counting unhurriedly beside his ear. A faint chill crept into the boy's heart. His expression remained composed as he stared ahead, but his right hand warily pressed against the handle of the woodcutter's knife at his waist.
"Three, two, one!"
The countdown ended. The boy's five fingers suddenly tightened as he drew his knife. A plume of blue smoke rose from the virtual transmission device on his wrist. In the next instant, a blue radiance appeared and flared brilliantly before he could pull the knife free, swallowing him whole. The light vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving behind only the lingering, crisp voice of a woman.
"Welcome to the brand-new VR virtual game, Great Jianghu!"
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