An Ordinary Life

Earth, the twenty-first century, an ordinary summer afternoon.

In an ordinary study, a man around twenty years old woke from a nap in front of his computer.

He rubbed his somewhat dry eyes and stared at the Prehistoric World novel on the screen, which he had only read halfway through, dazed for a moment.

Just now, it seemed as if he had dreamed a very, very long dream. In the dream, there were Immortal Gods, demons, the splitting open of heaven and earth, and the destruction and rebirth of worlds...

Strange and bizarre, beyond belief.

He shook his head and laughed. His study pressure had to be too great; he was actually hallucinating now.

What Prehistoric World, what Saints, what Chaos Demon Gods—it was all from reading too many novels.

His name was Zhang Hao, a college student who had just entered society. He lived a dry and tasteless life, had parents to support, and had a girlfriend he had been dating for several years, already discussing marriage.

Life was plain, sometimes stressful, but stable overall.

He moved his somewhat stiff neck, preparing to continue working.

Suddenly, his gaze swept over a corner of the desk. There sat an ancient-looking wooden coaster without any pattern at all, a souvenir he had casually bought during a trip.

His gaze stopped.

That coaster, in his eyes, suddenly had lines of incomparable clarity. The wooden grain seemed to contain endless mysteries, and when light fell on it, it reflected an indescribable luster, as if it held the trajectories of the three thousand Great Daos.

An indescribable sense of familiarity surged into his heart like a tide.

But the feeling lasted only an instant before vanishing.

The coaster was still that ordinary coaster.

Zhang Hao froze for a while, then laughed despite himself. He