Chapter 1: Mysterious Transmigration

  Cold, bone-chilling cold. Guo Fei, who was fast asleep, couldn't help but shiver and slowly woke up, opening his blurry eyes.

  Desert sands stretch for a thousand miles, the setting sun like blood. The eerie sky is divided into two parts: one side is a dull gray, devoid of any sunlight; the other side has a weak, bloody sunset hanging at the horizon, emitting a faint, cold glow with a hint of crimson light.

  Guo Fei took a look at himself, lying in the sand pit, his upper body under the slanting sunlight of the setting sun, and his lower body in the hazy darkness.

  How could such a strange place appear, and I couldn't help but laugh dumbly. In my heart, I secretly thought: "I must be dreaming, got too into the game, and had a weird dream!"

  Guo Fei is a freshman in the history department of Normal University. Three days ago, school was closed for holidays and many roommates rushed back home to reunite with their families. Guo Fei did not go back. Since his parents divorced, his mother went to America and his father found a stepmother who was only slightly older than himself, that home no longer had the same feeling as before.

  Guo Fei felt like a redundant person, once an excellent student, his grades plummeted, and he only got into an ordinary normal university. If it weren't for wanting to leave home and live independently, Guo Fei wouldn't have worked hard for half a year and had no hope of going to college.

  For two years, games have been whiling away his boring time and entertaining his sorrowful heart.

  Entering university, Guo Fei decided he wanted to be independent and work hard.

  Due to the tight study schedule, there is no free time to play games. The recently released "Sangokushi Sousou 8" is said to be a patchwork of "Sangokushi Sousou 7", anyway, Guo Fei has been eager for it for a long time.

  After the holiday, roommates left, and the game's addiction can finally be solved.

  Guo Fei locked himself in his dormitory, playing for three days and nights, almost passing the level, before he couldn't bear the fatigue, fell asleep on the desk. In his dream, he seemed to hear someone shouting "Storm!", and heard a loud whirring sound, it must be a dream.

  "Shhh...shhh...shhh..." A loud noise came, Guo Fei felt even colder, his body kept trembling, and he was thinking wildly, wanting to wake up from the dream as soon as possible.

  Rubbing his eyes again, it was still this sky.

  Look in the direction of the sound. Guo Fei's hair stood on end. Along the layers of sand dunes, a team of skulls came. Guo Fei rubbed his eyes again and looked carefully, yes, it was indeed skulls.

  There is currently a skull, with a broken copper helmet on its head, followed by at least hundreds of skulls behind it. The skeletons are pure white and shiny, with joints tightly connected.

  They were escorting a dozen or so ordinary people, who wore coarse linen robes and had their long hair tied up, looking like people from the Shang Dynasty as seen on TV.

  These people were shrinking back and didn't want to move forward, these skulls would occasionally use their swords to violently smash, causing these people to cry out in pain, their footsteps suddenly quickening a bit.

  Guo Fei watched carefully, these skulls moved as fast as a spirit monkey, each holding a bone knife in their hands, the one in front even held a broken shield, unable to discern what material it was made of.

  "Slap!" Guo Fei slapped himself hard on the face.

  It hurts, it hurts so much! "Mother! This isn't a dream!"

  He woke up with a start, shocked. Guo Fei subconsciously lowered his head and pressed his body into the sand pit. Turning his head to look around, he found himself in a shallow sand pit on top of a sandy hill, still wearing his gray overalls and white vest, which had turned yellowish-brown from the dust that had settled on it, and his feet were bare.

  Guo Fei recalled that in the dormitory, he was indeed barefoot. The air was not the scorching heat of July in his own world, but a chilly coolness that kept coming, seemingly an autumn temperature.

  "Huh!" As Guo Fei's body twisted, he discovered a hard object pressing against his waist and pulled it out with a swift motion.

  A palm-sized, two-centimeter-thick object resembling a token. The material is like gold but not gold, like copper but not copper, like jade but not jade. On its surface are embroidered ancient and simple flower patterns, among which several shapes immediately caught Guo Fei's attention - they were the troop types from "Romance of the Three Kingdoms 8". Upon closer inspection, he made out cavalry, swordsmen, assassins, dancers, and undead soldiers.

  Five graphics are arranged in the four corners according to the orientation of a square, surrounding the two Chinese characters "Bing Fu!" in the middle, with the two words "Bing Fu" pressing down on a military seal.

  "It's a Chinese character!" Guo Fei was taken aback, subconsciously thinking of a question, this might be the reason why he got lost in this space, and suddenly grasped it tightly in his hand, whether he could go back or not depended on this token.

  Guo Fei couldn't bear to look closely, because he found that these skull teams were actually heading in the direction of his own sand dunes. Once they arrived here, he would have nowhere to hide.

  "Run!" This was Guo Fei's first reaction. His body instantly sprang up and subconsciously sprinted towards the bright area on the right side of the sand dune.

  Sand grains stuck to his feet, a heart-piercing pain. Guo Fei had lived in a wealthy family since childhood, his father worth tens of millions, where he had never suffered such hardship, but now he couldn't care about that anymore, rolling and crawling, only escaping for his life.

  "Sand, sand, sand!" The skeleton troops suddenly discovered Guo Fei, the leading skeleton pointed with one finger, and a skeleton instantly flew over, chasing after Guo Fei. This skeleton was as fast as a spirit monkey, and in just a few breaths it blocked Guo Fei's path.

  Guo Fei suddenly felt a sense of dizziness, and upon closer inspection, he found that the skull had two black holes for eye sockets, each inlaid with an irregular crystal block. The crystal blocks emitted a dark red glow, which seemed to stare at Guo Fei like eyes.

  Skull Bone Knife flashed, the knife handle struck Guo Fei's chest, instantly knocking him out, and a piercing pain spread throughout his body. Then, Skull pointed to the troops behind, indicating that Guo Fei should follow them.

  Guo Fei subconsciously tightened his grip on the military symbol in his hand, extremely afraid that this skull would snatch it. This was his only hope for returning now.

  "Bang!" The skeleton soldier was dissatisfied with Guo Fei's slow movement, and with a wave of his hand, the dry bony claws grasped Guo Fei's large pants head, and with a flick of his wrist, he threw him three meters away. Guo Fei rolled down the sand dune to the front of the skeleton army.

  "My goodness, what a huge strength!" Guo Fei was shocked again. He quickly pulled up his pants to cover his private parts.

  Where is this place? Where am I going? Is it hell? Am I dead?! Dizzy, Guo Fei couldn't help but ask himself intensely.

  "Thud, thud, thud..." A sudden rapid footsteps came, the skeleton soldiers immediately tensed up, the leading skeleton leader waved his bone knife, and over a hundred skeleton soldiers instantly formed two teams, blocking the way behind.

  Behind the dunes, dust flew everywhere, and in an instant, a team of fully armored cavalry appeared out of the hazy sandstorm, as if descending from heaven.

  A group of tall and majestic horses, each holding a sharp steel axe in their hands, with the axe heads gleaming with a cold light.

  Cavalry galloped in the dusty mist, and in an instant charged towards the skull troops. "Bang!" The first knight's axe fell heavily, accurately smashing a skull's head to pieces.

  Another knight rushed over instantly, raised his axe and chopped at a skull, the skull dodged too late, its spine was crushed. The skull's claws were still desperately trying to escape by digging into the sand. The knight lifted his horse, and the horse's hooves stepped on the skull's head, two dark red crystals burst out of the skull, the crystals flashed red and disappeared, revealing a blue, shiny body. The skull stopped moving instantly.

  Guo Fei was a bit dazed, staring blankly at the chaotic scene, his mind a complete blank, unsure of what to do.

  "Ka ka!" The skull leader's mouth opened and closed, making an irregular sound. These skulls no longer loved war, began to flee, when passing by the captives, the bone knife stabbed out, stabbing the captives brought out to death.

  "Hiss!" A skull charged at Guo Fei, who instinctively dodged to the side. The bone knife sliced across his arm, leaving a long gash that immediately began bleeding profusely. Seeing that Guo Fei had evaded its attack, the skull withdrew and thrust its bone knife again.

  "Bang!" A sharp whistling sound, a blue-glinting ice arrow spinning and hitting the bone knife, knocking the skull's bone knife askew. The skull stopped attacking Guo Fei and turned to flee.

  Guo Fei looked up and saw a woman riding a white horse galloping towards the back of the team. She was wearing a blue long gown, with her black hair flying in the wind, and a high bun on top of her head, tied with a blue pearl crown that shone brightly.

  Up close, her small mouth is like a cherry, her white teeth are like silver snow, and her delicate face is like warm jade. In her hand is a pale blue cane with a gleaming blue gemstone the size of a fist embedded at its tip, elegant and refined as if she were a fairy descended from heaven.

  "Immortal!" Guo Fei was shocked, his eyes revealing an incredulous astonishment. Could this be the legendary immortal art? Where had he ended up? If not for the skull he had encountered earlier, Guo Fei would have probably thought that this person was a celestial maiden by now.

  "Dead slave, what are you looking at!" A loud shout came from a man sitting on a crimson horse beside the woman. The man was about twenty years old, wearing a white armor that tightly wrapped his majestic body; further up, he had red lips and white teeth, quite handsome, with a silver steel helmet on his head, looking heroic and refreshing.

  This man saw Guo Fei staring blankly at the woman, suddenly furious, pulled the reins, and the horse leaped forward. This man's right leg swung with the momentum, kicking Guo Fei flying out, instantly fainting to the ground.

  "It's too ruthless!" This was Guo Fei's only thought before he fell unconscious.

  He was still furious, and with a flick of the horse's reins, he swung his long-handled axe at Guo Fei's head.

  "Stop!" The woman hastily restrained him.

  "Sister, a slave, is so rude to you, kill him if you want!" The man said with a hint of impatience on his face as he saw the woman stopping him.

  "Little brother, you should change your temper. Look at this person, he doesn't have the 'slave mark' of our Zhao family, and his body is slender and white, not like someone who often does manual labor, don't harbor murderous intentions."

  "Hmph, a useless trash with no strength to truss a chicken, and yet so weak. This place is already at the edge of the Ghost Domain, it's about to get dark, we need to leave immediately, once the ghost tribe experts arrive, it'll be dangerous." Zhao Ba let out a cold snort, looking at Guo Fei with a chilly gaze, clearly wanting to leave Guo Fei behind.

  "The noble young lady, if you leave him here, he will soon be taken away by the ghost tribe. Wouldn't that be giving them another miner? I think it's better for me to take him back instead." The only prisoner who hadn't been killed by the skull soldiers stepped forward a few steps and said.

  Actually, Guo Fei woke up from his daze due to the pain in his arm. What shocked him was that he could understand the conversation between these people, and their language was similar to ancient Chinese.

  Had I returned to ancient China? Was this a result of some anomaly in time and space, or the electronic realm? Guo Fei was completely bewildered.

  "He's unconscious, are you going to carry him?" Zhao Ba said with a curl of his lip.

  The old man walked to Guo Fei's side, pulled him, and Guo Fei slowly got up. At this time, what Guo Fei thought about was not the issue of life and death, but the token in his hand had disappeared. Just as the blood flowed into the palm token, the palm felt a heat, and the token vanished.

  Guo Fei glanced around cautiously, afraid that others would discover him. These people were all unusually fierce and if they robbed him, he wouldn't even have the strength to fight back.

  With the token in mind, his palm suddenly felt hot again. Guo Fei looked and found that there was an additional mark on his palm, which was exactly the same as the token. It had actually transformed into a mark and merged into his palm.

  There were too many strange things, Guo Fei had already become numb. Since it was in his own hands, he was at ease. He immediately stopped thinking about it and looked around.

  The cavalry stopped pursuing the skulls that had escaped into the dark area, and carefully took out the blue crystals one by one from the skull of the killed skulls.

  The old man glanced at Guo Fei and took off the coarse linen robes and grass shoes from several dead captives, handing them over to Guo Fei.

  Guo Fei felt nauseous, but the cold prompted him to quickly put on his coarse linen clothes and straw shoes. He nodded gratefully at the old man.

  The old man smiled slightly, his scattered hair revealing a set of pearly white teeth. On one side of his face was a large brand, which Guo Fei didn't recognize, but he knew it must be the slave mark.

  Then, the old man tore a strip of cloth and prepared to bandage Guo Fei's wound. The long wound kept bleeding, making Guo Fei feel very painful.

  "Get out of the way!" Zhao Xue pointed at the old man and said.

  The old man was stunned for a moment, then dodged. Guo Fei looked at the beautiful woman in confusion, not knowing what she meant.

  The woman pointed the tip of her emerald green jade stick at Guo Fei's wound, and a blue, fist-sized transparent crystal on top of it flashed, as she moved her hand, a light blue glow was emitted from above, shining onto Guo Fei's wound.

  Guo Fei felt a chill at the wound, a numb and tingling sensation, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, without leaving any scars.

  "Thank you, young mistress!" The old man hastily bowed his head in gratitude on behalf of Guo Fei.

  "A stinky slave, is he worth Sister using her spiritual energy to heal him?" Zhao Ba muttered a sentence, his eyes looking at Guo Fei even more gloomy.

  "Hehe. Younger brother, you need to change your temperament, your murderous intent is so heavy, be careful not to become demonic!" Zhao Xue said with a smile.

  Kuo Fei was stunned, and although he had seen many beauties before, he couldn't help but be attracted to her at this moment. This woman was a very charming person. The cavalrymen beside him were also staring blankly at her, all of them entranced for the time being.

  "Return to camp!" Zhao Bo looked around, his face changed, and he coldly shouted. The cavalry quickly formed two columns, surrounding Guo Fei and the old man in the middle, slowly moving forward.