Entering Warcraft (New plot is here, will you give some support?)

Xiao Hen arrived home just as a notification from his online bank came through—11 million yuan had been transferred in.

"11 million?" Xiao Hen's face lit up with surprise. Clearly, this price had exceeded Elder Wu's original estimate. Evidently, quite a few people at the auction had their eyes on that Golden Mask, driving the final bid this high. After taxes and auction fees were deducted, he still walked away with 11 million. Not bad. Not bad at all.

Xiao Hen called Chen Xinyu to thank her properly. After hanging up, he knew she must have put in a lot of effort behind the scenes. Elder Wu, as the auction host, had also worked hard to make it happen. If either of them ever needed his help in the future, he'd do what he could to return the favor.

He threw together a quick meal to fill his stomach, then washed up and went to sleep.

The next morning, Xiao Hen's first order of business was to go buy a car. Not having one was a real inconvenience. This was the Real World, after all—he couldn't just show off his abilities to get around. With a car, everything would be much easier.

He didn't fuss too much over the choice. He picked out the latest Audi model, just over a million. Money made things easy. In less than half a day, all the paperwork was done. Xiao Hen drove out of the dealership, planning to head straight home, but then he thought it over. He had two days left before entering the Warcraft World, so he needed to make the most of his training time.

"I still need to practice archery!" Xiao Hen turned the car around. He wasn't going back to that wilderness spot from before—who knew if the cops were staking it out now. He found another desolate place instead.

He parked, pulled a target from his Storage Space—the same one he'd been using for archery practice these past few days—and drove it firmly into the ground.

With a flick of his wrists, a dark reddish-brown wooden longbow appeared in his left hand. The bowstring was pale and translucent, yet possessed terrifying tensile strength. The bow itself, though wooden, gave off an ancient, timeless aura—clearly no ordinary timber. This Star Chasing Bow was far from a simple longbow.

In his right hand, Xiao Hen held high-quality arrows he'd bought online—Easton FMJ metal-backed carbon-aluminum shafts. These high-strength aluminum-wrapped carbon composite arrows, at sufficient draw weight, could take down large creatures like rhinos.

He drew the bow, bent his knees, aimed, and released. The arrow flew, thudding into the target—but not the bullseye. Even after days of practice, with the huge boost from his combat instincts, a beginner archer couldn't achieve perfect accuracy in just a few days.

"Still need more practice."

Xiao Hen steeled himself. With another flick of his wrist, he nocked an arrow, drew the bowstring, and aimed at the target a hundred meters away. He continued training.

The whole morning passed in practice. Xiao Hen trained with peace of mind, unaware that the entire city of Jiangcheng was in an uproar over what had happened to him.

In a luxury villa district in Jiangcheng, at the most central mansion, a middle-aged man sat in the opulent living room, staring sternly at the young man before him. That young man was none other than the one Xiao Hen had saved the night before.

Beside the youth, a beautiful woman was crying tears of joy, clutching his hand and refusing to let go. "Xiaofan, thank goodness. Heaven has eyes. As long as you're safe, that's all that matters!"

Li Xiaofan grinned. After Xiao Hen had saved him the night before, he'd called his father. His father arrived quickly—since Li Xiaofan had made the call himself, his father had brought the police along. They subdued the two unconscious kidnappers on the spot. Both had prior records; they'd likely rot in prison for a long time.

With such a big incident, his father naturally had to notify his mother, who was away on a business trip. She rushed back overnight and, seeing her son unharmed, wept with joy.

"Look, I told you—don't flaunt your wealth. Now everyone knows you're Jiangcheng's Richest Man, and they've kidnapped our son. I think we should send Xiaofan to study with his older brother!" The beautiful woman looked up at the middle-aged man.

"If we send him abroad, how often will you get to see him? Won't you miss him?" the man replied, glancing at her.

"It's still better than living in fear here!" A mother's heart was always with her child. The woman was only thinking of her son's safety.

"Mom, Dad, I'm fine!" The young man clearly didn't want to study abroad. He quickly spoke up. "This was just an accident. An accident. It won't happen again!"

"Xiaofan, tell me honestly—what really happened last night?" The middle-aged man fixed his gaze on his son. "Why were the kidnappers unconscious? Did they run into someone?"

The night before, when he'd arrived with the police, they found the two kidnappers lying on the ground, along with a broken cleaver and a Type 54 Pistol that had been emptied of bullets. But there was no blood or signs of a struggle.

A cleaver snapped. A pistol emptied. Yet no signs of a fight?

Had the kidnappers seen a ghost?

Impossible. The police determined the cleaver had been cut by something sharp, and the bullets had been blocked by something solid. Had someone in armor charged through gunfire to knock out the kidnappers? Ridiculous.

Li Xiaofan, as the kidnap target and the rescued victim, became the police's only lead.

But Li Xiaofan remembered Xiao Hen's warning well. He gritted his teeth and said nothing about Xiao Hen. Given Li Xiaofan's status, the police couldn't push too hard, so they let it go. Of course, Li Xiaofan didn't know much about Xiao Hen anyway.

"Dad, I can only tell you that someone did save me. But I promised him I wouldn't talk about it. He said he doesn't want the trouble. Saving me was just a favor." Li Xiaofan pressed his lips together stubbornly.

"Alright, I won't force you. Being saved in a situation like that is your blessing." The middle-aged man nodded, not pressing further.

"You two talk. I'm heading back to the company."

"The company, the company. That's all you ever think about. Your son just went through this, and you can't even stay?" The beautiful woman muttered discontentedly as she watched him walk away.

"Mom, it's fine. Dad's busy with work. Let him go. I'm okay!" Li Xiaofan wasn't the kind of spoiled rich kid who didn't care. He actually comforted his mother.

"Xiaofan, tell me—who saved you last night? Someone who isn't afraid of bullets? Are there really people like that?" the woman asked curiously.

At this, Li Xiaofan's face fell. "Mom, I really can't say. I promised him. A person must keep their word. You and Dad taught me that!"

"Alright, alright. I won't push you. What do you want to eat today? I'll make it for you."

"I want..."

Mingyue Residential Area. Xiao Hen drove back. After a morning of training, his control over the bow was growing more and more refined. He knew that as long as he kept practicing every day, he'd eventually be able to hit a target from a hundred paces. Maybe one day he'd even have the terrifying archery skills of William, the protagonist in the Great Wall world.

Time passed quickly. Two days flew by.

"Shuttle, is today the day I enter the Warcraft World?" Xiao Hen asked in a low voice.

"Yes, host. Please prepare yourself," the Shuttle replied calmly.

"Can I know what the main quest in the Warcraft World is?" That was what Xiao Hen wanted to know most. Side quests he could choose to abandon—even if he failed them, there was no penalty. But failing the main quest meant a demotion penalty. He was only a low-level Shuttle host now. Any further demotion, and he might lose the Shuttle altogether.

"Very well. Then let's enter." Xiao Hen checked his gear and supplies. Finding nothing missing, he spoke firmly.

"Preparing for spatial transit. Countdown begins..."

Heh. A countdown now. Back when he'd first been dragged into the Resident Evil world, he hadn't even had time to react. Xiao Hen smirked to himself. Then his vision went black. The space around him twisted, and his figure vanished from the room.

A new chapter begins. A new book isn't easy. Thank you all for helping Li Zi out in this critical time. Your votes and collections are my greatest support. Truly, thank you...