The game comes true, starting with the wandering spirits and gods.

Nanshi University, Beilin Campus.

"Did you hear? Senior An Yu also jumped off a building!"

"Huh? Didn't her boyfriend also..."

"I heard it was a double suicide pact, wow, how romantic..."

"Where's the romance? I'm getting goosebumps... Am I possessed...?"

"..."

The summer breeze gently blows through the sweltering night.

Nanshi University is destined to be bustling with activity tonight.

Zhang Wenhao sat in a window seat in the study room, his eyes scanning the couples strolling hand in hand downstairs, fiddling with his black pen with little interest.

The school claims that in order to help freshmen integrate into the university environment more quickly, it has decided to continue using the evening study strategy from high school.

This forced him to sit in the classroom on sweltering summer nights, staring blankly at advanced mathematics exam papers.

Meanwhile, the two girls behind him kept chattering about "suicide pacts".

The soft, gentle voice reached his ears, making him itchy and unable to concentrate on his studies.

Forced to listen to gossip...

This wasn't the first time he'd heard rumors of lovers committing suicide together.

He had met An Yu, the female protagonist in the rumors, once before.

She was a volunteer who guided freshmen during their orientation. In my memory, she was tall and thin, very cheerful and enthusiastic, which was quite different from the irrational suicide rumor.

In addition, the suicide of her so-called boyfriend was also very strange. He had been accepted into a graduate program and seemed to have a perfect life, yet he still couldn't find peace.

The numerous inconsistencies in the story led to it becoming a legendary tale circulating on campus.

However, if you browse the forum of Tainan University, you will find it empty, with only a few scattered learning materials left.

Regarding this matter, there is only the official statement: "An Yu, a third-year university student, is currently unconscious and is still receiving active treatment."

It's obvious that the entire forum has been suppressed with ruthless methods.

The more they tried to cover it up, the more intense the rumors became. Some said the two had long suffered from bipolar disorder, while others said the boy had cheated on his girlfriend and was discovered by her, leading to a dramatic and potentially fatal breakup...

However, the most common folk tales revolve around "possession by evil spirits" and "evil spirits":

"I saw my senior a few days ago, and she seemed a bit crazy and strange back then."

"According to her roommate, she didn't say a word in the dorm for the next few days, just staring blankly at herself."

Such voices have been passed down by word of mouth...

Zhang Wenhao browsed around a couple more times, but found nothing, so he simply closed the forum page.

Just as I was about to click the "X", a pop-up window suddenly appeared, and I clicked on it without warning.

These pop-up ads are mostly counterfeit or substandard products, and in the old days, they might even have been infected with Trojan viruses.

It should never have appeared on a carefully managed website like a school forum.

"Could it be that the administrator got bribed again and managed to squeeze in the projects done by senior students?"

Zhang Wenhao frowned, swiped up twice to switch screens, but it was still stuck on the loading screen.

This is so poor quality...it looks like a half-finished product.

After waiting a while longer, just when I was about to lose patience and decide to shut down and restart, the interface finally changed.

Lines of text spread out like ink wash painting, tinged with color.

[Life Master]

The title reads like this.

"game?"

It lacks exquisite visuals and distinctive background music; it is extremely rudimentary.

At the very center of the screen is a black and white bronze cauldron, heavy and silent.

You awaken from a state of murky chaos.

You broke free from the cycle of reincarnation and remembered your mission.

There was originally a "Destiny Cauldron" hanging high in the sky, which governed the mortal world's birth, aging, sickness, death, fortune, and harvest.

Wise rulers would offer sacrifices annually to pray for favorable weather, peace, and prosperity; foolish rulers, however, would disbelieve in spirits and desecrate the sacred vessel, thus bringing about a year of great famine.

The demons and monsters, greedy for its divine power, dragged it into the mortal world, where it became tainted with dust.

The Cauldron of Destiny shattered into nine pieces, and from then on, the world became unpredictable, and the old order was twisted into a mess. Mortals huddled together in fear, praying to gods and Buddhas, with the faint glow of incense becoming their only refuge.

Chaos reigns, monsters roam freely.

Countless beings from the cycle of reincarnation break free and re-enter the mortal world, becoming wandering travelers, and you are one of them.

Go forth and reclaim the Cauldron of Life from the clutches of demons and monsters. With the most blazing spear, pierce the traitors into the deepest depths of the eighteen levels of hell.

The sheer volume of text was overwhelming, but after reading it all in one go, I managed to get a general understanding.

It has a story background similar to mythology and folklore.

Zhang Wenhao unconsciously clicked "Start Game," even though he could have exited the game.

The consensus among Chinese people: Since we're already here...

The text fades away, replaced by a new introduction.

[Having transcended the cycle of reincarnation, you decide to first recall your identity from your past life.]

[Random Destiny Generation in Progress]

【Who are you...】

[The Golden Cicada's Nine Transformations: Holding Buddhist prayer beads, you promise Mount Ling to save the world from chaos; your innate wisdom from your reincarnation grants you exceptional comprehension, but also attracts demons and monsters seeking immortality.]

[Those punished by karmic fire: The immense sins of your past life have burdened you with karmic fire; you suffer constant torment, and anyone who comes near you, whether friend or foe, will be burned.]

[Master Dao: The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao; ordinary people are skilled in Taoist arts, you are good at dealing with dirty things, but you often forget your own weakness.]

[The Ancient Gods of the Green Lamp: Light a green lamp, and in a chaotic world swaying with the wind and rain, wandering ghosts from who knows where can feed on human offerings and gather into gods; bound to the earth, rooted in the soil]

Four different destinies were generated in total.

Cicadas can be ruled out for now.

Without Sun Wukong, Tang Sanzang might seem like he could wait until the very end, but his tendency to attract monsters makes Zhang Wenhao wonder if this destiny really has a future.

Then, we ruled out the Taoist priest. He has basic stats and skills, but the words "ordinary person" clearly indicate that his potential is not high.

All that's left are Flame Fist and Ancient God.

After a brief moment of thought, he still chose the ancient god of the green lamp.

Gao Di is a wild god who can also receive offerings of incense.

The only drawback is that the operation is hindered.

But as a fan of farming and lord games, these shortcomings are within acceptable limits.

After confirmation, the image began to distort, and then a dilapidated ancient temple appeared.

The ancient temple was desolate with withered leaves, a scene of neglect, but the incense smoke inside continued to burn slowly.

【you are dead】

???

Zhang Wenhao paused for a moment.

So suddenly?

However, the text that followed dispelled his doubts.

You don't remember when you died, nor why you died.

A passing monk found you dead by the roadside and kindly buried you in an old temple, leaving behind a green lamp and a wooden tombstone.

"Here lies a lonely, wandering ghost."

Unexpectedly, your spirit fed on the remaining incense in the temple, driving away the temple deity that was originally enshrined here and taking its place.

The temple connects north and south, and villagers seeking shelter from the rain, scholars on their way to take the imperial examinations, and desperate fugitives... all who pass by the ancient temple will relight the lamps for you, praying for their wishes to be fulfilled.

Your lineage has been inexplicably continued for a hundred years.

A hundred years later, you became a god.

[They are wandering spirits and wild gods by the roadside]