Traveling Between Two Worlds: From Bread for Maids to Fantasy Overlord

Huang Yiming, from the Blue Star Kingdom, is a high school graduate who failed his college entrance exam. Coming from a poor family, he is resilient, patient, meticulous, and loyal. After the exam, he is automatically bound to the [Two-World Interoperability System]. Initially unlocked, he can travel between the modern city and the Azure Mystic Realm, with no cooldown, fixed coordinates that can be upgraded, and features such as built-in storage space (expanding with level), cross-realm language proficiency, quest rewards, spiritual root activation, and realm enhancement.

After awakening the system, he rises from humble beginnings, starting in an ordinary third-tier city and later expanding globally. He crushes the fantasy world with modern technology, firearms, resources, and a robust business system, transforming himself from a lowly nobody into a supreme ruler of two realms.

The Azure Mystic Realm is a low-level mortal realm (mortal strongholds, bandits, refugees) + a mid-level immortal realm (sects, families, demons, spirits) + a high-level realm. Cultivation levels are: mortal → Qi Refining → Foundation Establishment → Golden Core → Nascent Soul → Deity Transformation → ... Resources are scarce, and the strong prey on the weak. Refined salt, medicine, and daily necessities are as precious as treasures. The Azure Mystic Realm is full of gold nuggets, ginseng, and jade, which are brought back to modern times and are snapped up by big shots.

The exciting story begins: The June wind, carrying its sweltering heat, rustled the leaves of the old locust tree at the village entrance, but it couldn't dispel the biting chill in Huang Yiming's heart. He squatted at the base of the locust tree, his fingertips tightly gripping the crumpled college entrance exam score sheet. The red failing grades were like slaps to his face.

"Hey, isn't this Huang Yiming, our village's top student? What's he doing squatting here? Didn't he go to the celebration banquet?" A sarcastic voice rang out as the village's second uncle, carrying a vegetable basket, approached with a mocking expression. His eyes were filled with undisguised sarcasm. "I told you, studying too much won't make you stupid. With those scores, you can't even get into a vocational college. You're destined to be a screwdriver for life. Don't even think about turning your life around!"

Several villagers who were enjoying the cool air nearby glanced at him, and whispers reached Huang Yiming's ears, each word piercing his heart. "It's a pity his parents have spent so many years supporting his education, what a waste of money." "He looks quite clever, how come he's so useless?" "He'll only be able to work as a bricklayer on a construction site in the future."

Huang Yiming lowered his head even further, his cheeks burning, wishing he could disappear into the ground. It wasn't that he hadn't tried; he stayed up all night doing practice problems and worked tirelessly from dawn till dusk. But fate had played a cruel joke on him. The moment the results came out, all his hopes and dreams shattered into dust.

Dragging his heavy steps home, in the dilapidated mud-brick house, under the dim light, his mother sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) wiping away tears, while his father squatted at the door, puffing on his pipe, coughing incessantly, coughing so hard it was heartbreaking. His already weak body was now hunched over like a shrimp.

"Yiming, is it really... hopeless?" His mother choked out, her calloused hands gently stroking his head, her eyes filled with despair. The family had already emptied their savings to support his education, accumulating a mountain of debt. Now that he had failed the exam, not only was his future ruined, but they had also lost all hope of paying off the debt.

Looking at his parents' haggard appearance, Huang Yiming felt a sharp pain in his heart, a mix of guilt, despair, and resentment that made it hard for him to breathe. He suddenly stood up and slammed his head against the mud wall—rather than let his whole family suffer, he'd rather end it all.

"Bang!"

The instant his forehead slammed against the wall, a sharp pain shot through him, but immediately afterward, a grating, mechanical voice exploded in his mind, making him dizzy:

[Ding! Host detected to be in dire straits, resentment value maxed out, meeting binding conditions, the Inter-World Communication System is officially activated]

[New player gift pack has been distributed: Interdimensional travel permission (limited time, 1-hour cooldown), basic storage space (1 cubic meter), emergency survival buff x1]

Huang Yiming stood there, stunned, forgetting even the pain in his forehead, thinking he was hallucinating from the impact. He shook his head vigorously, and the voice rang out again, its tone incredibly irritating:

[Young man, stop trying to kill yourself! Don't you want to rise above your station and become someone important? Don't you want your parents to live a better life? This system is giving you a ticket to another world. There, even trash can be treasured, and a loser can rise to become a big shot.]

"Who? Who's speaking?" Huang Yiming blurted out in surprise. His parents, seeing this, thought he had gone crazy from the shock and quickly stepped forward to pull him back, their faces full of worry.

【别喊别喊，只有你能听见本系统。穿梭倒计时启动，10、9、8……3、2、1，出发】

As soon as the system voice finished speaking, a blinding white light suddenly enveloped Huang Yiming. Before he could react, he felt dizzy and his body was violently shaken as if he had been thrown into a washing machine.

When he opened his eyes again, a biting cold wind mixed with a fishy smell rushed towards him, and a deafening roar of a monster echoed in his ears, deep and fierce, as if it were not far away. Huang Yiming froze, looking around. He saw only desolate mountains and towering trees, and in the dark forest, pairs of green eyes could be seen faintly.

His scalp tingled instantly, and a million curses raced through his mind: What kind of weird system has thrown him into? This start, let alone a comeback, is probably going to mean feeding monsters right away!

[Ding! Host has arrived at the outer edge of Black Wind Ridge in the fantasy world. Newbie quest issued: Survive for 10 minutes. Reward: One random supply. Friendly reminder: Low-level monsters roam nearby. It's okay to be a little cowardly, staying alive is the most important thing.]

Huang Yiming was on the verge of tears. He had just escaped one desperate situation only to be plunged into another. This road to reversal of fortune had started in hell mode right from the beginning. He huddled up, cautiously hiding behind a tree, barely daring to breathe, his eyes fixed on the movements in the woods, silently praying that he wouldn't be discovered by the monsters.

[Beep! Host's heart rate detected as too high, cowardice level reaching its limit. It is recommended that the host lie down and give up. Anyway, the monsters think you're too skinny and malnourished, so you won't lose your shoes and embarrass yourself.] The system's cheeky finishing blow hit Huang Yiming right where it hurt. Huang Yiming was so angry that he wanted to argue with the system in his mind, but his life was more important right now, so he could only grit his teeth and hold back. He looked down at his short-sleeved shirt and shorts, his lips were purple from the cold, and he had goosebumps all over his body. Listening to the increasingly close roars of the beasts, he almost burst into tears. Everyone else transmigrates into a life of luxury and a harem, but he was stuck in the wilderness, feeding monsters. Was this system here to take revenge on society? He curled up into a tree hole, bumping his butt on a sharp rock. He grimaced in pain but dared not make a sound. He cursed the system's ancestors for eighteen generations in his mind and secretly vowed that as long as he could survive, he would definitely correct this damn system's sarcastic habit.

The wind howled even more fiercely, the leaves rustling loudly, and the distant roars of a monstrous beast seemed to come and go, its eerie green eyes gleaming in the darkness. Huang Yiming covered his mouth tightly, barely daring to breathe, fearing that the slightest sound would bring about his demise. He even began to have wild thoughts: if he were really eaten by the beast, would his parents think he was missing? Who would pay off the family's debts? The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, and his eyes reddened.

[Beep! Host, stop acting all melodramatic. Tears freezing into ice crystals are even more embarrassing. Crawling any deeper into the tree hole, half your butt's still sticking out. Any monster can see that lump of white fat."] The system's sarcastic commentary struck again. Huang Yiming shrank back sharply, his butt slamming hard against the tree trunk. He gasped in pain, but could only suppress a groan. He stared at the cheap digital watch on his wrist; each tick of the second hand felt like a death knell. The 10-minute newbie quest felt like an eternity. He silently counted down in his mind, hoping this hellish start would end quickly.