Human Calendar, 2268 AD.
Tang Ping slowly came to, then gradually propped himself up. His head throbbed as though it had been struck by a sledgehammer, heavy and aching. It felt like billions upon billions of data streams had been forcibly poured into his mind, with fragments of memory churning ceaselessly as his consciousness struggled at the edge of Chaos.
"Xiao Ai, what happened recently?"
As soon as he spoke, the smart ring on his wrist flashed, projecting a clear recording.
In the footage, he stood before the ancient stone monument, his eyes vacant, as if possessed, his body utterly motionless. Wind and Thunder Origin Force surged around him, churning like a cyclone that never let up.
He had sat there in a daze for an entire year. At first, he had been wholly focused, but later his face had turned deathly pale, his eyes bloodshot, and even the corners of his eyes had begun to bleed. In the end, his consciousness collapsed and he fell into a coma. The system automatically transported him back to his residence, where a robot placed him in a Nutrient Pod to begin his recovery.
Tang Ping raised a hand and gave his head a hard slap. He shook it with a wry smile, at a loss for words.
"No wonder the Ganwu Kingdom Lord... This Inheritance Monument is nowhere near as effective as the Chaos Monument in Chaos City, which is the stuff of legend.
"Did he cut so many corners that he even sold off the materials to buy booze?"
He summoned the Attribute Panel and glanced over it. His pupils contracted, and delight appeared on his face.
[Realm: Cosmos Rank, third tier](1/10,000) [Will: Domain Lord Rank, second tier (688/100,000)]
``` [Laws: Law of Wind (10,000/10 million), Law