I've become the emperor of humanity, and only now is spiritual energy reviving?

An Sheng wasn't buying it.

He first squatted down and smeared some dirt on the ground with his finger, then silently repeated "Exit the game" in his mind. After repeating this several times, he saw the text reappear.

[The newly crowned emperor, will you depart from "Lostbelt: The End of the Great Era"?]

"Yes."

A moment of disorientation.

When An Sheng opened her eyes again, she found herself back in her own bed, the dim light from her phone screen illuminating the dark, deep bed.

He quickly brought his fingers, which had just been smeared with dirt, to his eyes, and after confirming it several times, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

There was no dirt on my fingers.

There was no sweat on my back.

This at least proves that I did not travel through the Lostbelt in my physical body, but rather as a soul or some other form.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that his phone screen had transformed into his personal profile panel.

【quiet】

[Realm: None (Just an ordinary carbon-based life form)]

Physical Strength: 0.4 (A slightly stronger pit bull on the street could easily devour you)

[Mental Strength: 0.6 (Slightly above average, but not uncommon among eight billion people)]

[Spiritual Power: 0 (A mortal living in a land devoid of spirits, despair, for you will never touch the edge of the extraordinary in this lifetime)]

[Legacy: The King's Treasure (This legacy is beyond question!)]

[Skills: None]

"A land devoid of spirits..."

An Sheng stared at the panel on the screen for a while, thinking to herself that the evaluation criteria were quite accurate.

If we say that the average attribute of a healthy adult male is 0.5.

So, with the added burdens of being a senior in high school, often staying up late, playing games and not exercising, he was truly a skeleton soldier.

Their physical fitness level is probably among the lowest in the sub-health category of 0.4; and the fact that they can get into a regular key university simply by studying hard is a step above the average person.

Even so, An Sheng's heart was still filled with a sense of unreality.

He's even starting to doubt if he's dreaming.

He desperately needs some honest, undeniable feedback about himself to prove that everything happening before his eyes and Terra Chronicles are real and can fundamentally change his mundane and boring life of the past eighteen years.

So, An Sheng closed her eyes.

Scorching hot, dry.

An Sheng stood on the scorching, desolate dirt road, words floating in his mind.

Newly crowned emperor, choose your path forward.

Heading north, one finds a desolate land.

Heading south, it was still a barren land.

He pondered for a moment and then made his choice.

You chose to head north.

Because in Terra's history, the predecessor of the Eastern Xia was indeed called "Da Jing".

The capital of the Great Jing Dynasty was located in the north.

According to what was mentioned earlier, he should have been born in the arid southeast region, so if he wanted to encounter more events, he would naturally have to head north.

However, after choosing "heading north", An Sheng found that he did not teleport to the north; the "invisible wall" that was supposed to be moving north simply disappeared.

If he wants to head north, he still needs to proceed step by step.

An Sheng didn't say much, but simply walked north.

You chose to head north.

You chose to head north.

You chose to head north...

Head north, head north...

An Sheng didn't know how many times he had chosen to head north; he only knew that he had walked for a very long time on this scorching, barren road.

He waited so long that he discovered the existence of a backpack and found the initial items [5 pieces of naan and 5 bottles of water] inside. He had also eaten three pieces of naan and consumed four bottles of water.

An Sheng had been playing the game for so long that he had quit several times and realized that time in real life was passing very slowly.

They also tested how real-world items can be added to the backpack under certain conditions, simply by touching them with their phones.

The sun rises and sets over a long period of time.

This is a trial.

It can also be described as a form of mental torture.

But An Sheng won't stop, because he hasn't gotten the answer he wants yet.

An Sheng mechanically lifted her legs, which ached so much they felt like they were on fire, and felt her frail, unhealthy body let out a helpless wail in the purgatory of over forty degrees Celsius...

At that moment, a new text prompt finally popped up.

[You traveled north for a long time, and finally encountered the first living creature in the Great Jing.]

An Sheng's pupils, which had been blurry, gradually focused, and after she had fully seen the prompt, her eyes flashed with a sharp light.

He suddenly turned his head and strode towards the emaciated boy standing not far away by the roadside.

The boy, slumped by the roadside, said weakly, "Sir, please give me some water..."

【Newly born emperor, would you be willing to grant this seemingly ill-intentioned "nameless child" one unit of water?】

Generally speaking, such unexpected events are used in word games to trick players out of their resources. After the boy gets the water, he might mysteriously disappear or even mock the player.

But things are different now.

An Sheng believes.

Lostbelts are most likely the real world.

The boy, drowsy from hunger, barely managed to lift his head and saw a handsome man, seemingly from another world, approaching from a distance.

Then he took out a pot of water and a naan bread, and handed them to him without saying a word.

"Take it."

The man said.

The child was shocked; he hadn't expected that such a generous young man, with his delicate skin, would be so kind to him when he simply made a routine request.

An Sheng watched as the boy stared blankly at him for a long while before slowly taking out a dusty gray herb from his waist, kneeling down and holding it up with both hands.

"Merciful sir, these are the medicinal herbs my family originally saved up for my martial arts training... I have no way to repay you, please accept them."

An Sheng accepted the herbs.

[Newly crowned emperor, your benevolent compassion has brought you an unexpected reward—Tiger Blood Grass x1!]

Tiger Blood Grass (Grade D, Low Quality): After the first use, Physique increases by 0.2; the effect gradually weakens with subsequent uses.

[—A relatively common medicinal herb in the Great Jing Dynasty, which can be used by ordinary people to solidify their martial arts foundation.]

He stuffed the herbs into his mouth and swallowed them.

You have consumed "Tiger Blood Grass".

[Physical Strength 0.4 → Physical Strength 0.6]

In an instant, a massive surge of heat flowed into his limbs and bones, making An Sheng's muscles feel as if they were immersed in warm water, instantly sweeping away all the soreness and pain accumulated in his body.

An Sheng took a deep breath.

He felt the hot, rough air fill his lungs, bringing powerful energy to every muscle in his body, which he then exhaled with ease.

Haha... Damn, this is for real!

An Sheng tilted her head back, her lips curving into an uncontrollable smile, and opened her arms as if to embrace the sun in the sky.

He never felt that living...

It's such a wonderful and interesting thing!