WTYTIAAN Chapter 1

Chapter 1

“%￥……&*#@%￥……”

Incomprehensible sounds echoed in his ears, the intonation peculiar, making it impossible to understand what was being said.

Yan Yunqing frowned, groggily trying to turn over, intending to bury his head in a soft pillow to block out the buzzing noise, but his face touched something cold.

The chill jolted him awake.

Yan Yunqing opened his eyes in confusion, only to be met with darkness.

Yan Yunqing: …Huh?

Yan Yunqing wanted to reach out and rub his eyes, his mind still sluggish, muttering to himself whether he was still half-asleep or what was going on.

Could it be that he had woken up blind?

As soon as he moved, the clattering of chains came from beside him. Yan Yunqing paused, tried to lift his hand, and the sound of chains rang out again.

His sleepy mind instantly cleared, and the surrounding environment, which he had been ignoring, was fully revealed. Yan Yunqing reached out and touched the darkness in front of him, and it was icy cold to the touch. This feeling…

Yan Yunqing knocked on it, and after hearing a slightly muffled echo, he was numb.

It wasn’t an illusion. He was currently in… an iron cage.

This iron cage was particularly small, so small that Yan Yunqing could only curl up, unable to even make large movements, not to mention that his wrists and ankles were shackled with iron chains, heavy, making his heart sink a little.

A chill ran all the way up his spine from the skin in contact with the chains.

He was sleeping soundly at home, so how did he end up in a cage with his eyes closed and then opened?

Had human traffickers become so rampant that they broke into homes to kidnap people?!

Yan Yunqing thought of the fates of those who had been abducted by human traffickers that he had seen on the internet, and his heart sank again.

Just then, the sounds that had been buzzing in Yan Yunqing’s ears drew closer again, gibbering something incomprehensible. Immediately afterward, Yan Yunqing felt the iron cage containing him being moved, jolting as it was being transported somewhere.

Yan Yunqing carefully discerned the sounds, but couldn’t figure out what language it was.

Damn it, where was he being taken? Was he still in the country?

Yan Yunqing hugged his poor self, leaned against the cold iron bars, and shivered.

He realized that the only piece of clothing he had on was a pitiful rag!

Lonely around his hips, Yan Yunqing could clearly feel the emptiness under the rag.

…They couldn’t even leave him his pajamas?

Mysterious kidnapping, stripping people naked, and making them hang bare…

He didn’t want this!

Yan Yunqing put on a mask of pain.

After the iron cage jolted for a while, Yan Yunqing heard a dull thud as the iron cage landed.

His heart was instead raised high, almost jumping to his throat.

Where was this? How had he been captured?

Countless questions surfaced in his mind. More than panic, Yan Yunqing’s mood at the moment was closer to absurdity.

Could it be revenge?

As soon as this thought emerged, a sharp pain came from his brain. Yan Yunqing groaned and unconsciously covered his head, curling up into a ball, the movement causing the chains on his wrists to make metallic clashing sounds.

Pain…

His head felt like a drill had poked a hole in it, stuffing countless things that didn’t belong to him into his brain.

Yan Yunqing couldn’t help but press his forehead against the cold iron cage, drawing a trace of coolness to cool his somewhat overloaded brain.

It felt like a long time had passed, and yet it seemed like just a blink of an eye. His brain buzzed, and lines of text flashed before his eyes, eventually converging on a semi-transparent panel.

[Identity Authentication Successful]

[Game Panel Loading]

[N… *crackle*… Pan… *buzz buzz buzz*…]

[*buzz*… *crackle*…]

[Player Panel Loading Successful]

[Task Panel Loading Successful]

[Ding—Main Quest has been released. Please check your Main Quest in time.]

The feeling of splitting headache receded like a tide, leaving only this inexplicable panel floating in front of Yan Yunqing. As his sight moved, it persistently followed.

Yan Yunqing pressed his throbbing temple, panting heavily to calm his slightly accelerated heartbeat.

What was going on?

Yan Yunqing hesitated, somewhat unsure: This thing… couldn’t be some kind of system, right?

Was he also experiencing the 〇-point Long Aotian plot?

Frowning, he looked at the panel in front of him. He didn’t know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that this panel looked a bit familiar.

Like the UI of a game he used to play?

…No, now was not the time to dwell on this.

“Are you okay?”

A worried greeting came from his ear, soft and subtle, the kind that would be ignored if one wasn’t careful.

Yan Yunqing was stunned. He turned his head and saw that the layer of cloth that had been blocking his view and covering the outside of the iron cage had slipped down halfway at some point, hanging precariously on the iron cage, allowing Yan Yunqing to vaguely see the things outside.

But he couldn’t immediately find the person who spoke.

“I’m here!” the voice said again.

Yan Yunqing followed the direction of the voice and looked diagonally upward, and was shocked to discover that the one who had just spoken to him was a little person trapped in a glass bottle.

Looking no more than palm-sized, at most no more than ten centimeters.

The little person had a head of light golden curly hair, a gray cloak around his shoulders, and looked like a small figure.

What shocked Yan Yunqing was that the little figure had a pair of light golden, translucent wings behind him.

This… this is…?

“You, what are you?” Yan Yunqing asked in shock.

An elf? A fairy? Or some fantasy species?

Was there really a Hogwarts Academy? Where was his admission letter? The owl hadn’t even come!

Or was the system different, and he should go cultivate immortality?

Damn it, when did the world become like this without notifying him!

What if everyone was flying on swords, and he was the only one running on the ground!

“Me?” The little figure tilted his head. “Are you talking about me? Hello, I’m Lillian, an elf.”

“Isn’t it a bit rude to describe me as a thing?”

Yan Yunqing swallowed, and still apologized subconsciously, “Sorry, I was just too shocked for a moment.”

Lillian stared at Yan Yunqing strangely. “Shocked? Okay, it seems that you are a little cat who was trafficked and hasn’t realized our current situation. How pitiful.”

She spoke cruel words in a soft voice, “We are about to be sold off, you know.”

Sold, sold off?

Yan Yunqing’s pupils shook.

Had his guess come true? In this day and age, there were really human traffickers who broke into other people’s homes to kidnap people and sell them off?!

“Looks like you’re okay.”

Lillian, who still wanted to chat a little, realized that Yan Yunqing was stunned there, silly and unresponsive. She pursed her lips and lost interest.

Lillian pressed her palm against the glass bottle that contained her, and the warm breath she exhaled blurred a piece of glass in front of her. She reached out and amused herself by drawing a smiling face, then flapped her wings and stepped back a little, admiring the smiling face up and down, very satisfied.

Why didn’t she look scared at all?

She was clearly trapped in a glass bottle.

Yan Yunqing was getting a headache again, for his current situation.

He was inexplicably locked in an iron cage, a suspected fantasy species appeared beside him, a strange panel, with words that made his scalp tingle.

What game panel, what NPC, there was even a main quest, it didn’t look like a scientific world at all.

Most importantly—

Yan Yunqing reached out and hesitantly touched the top of his head…

The fluffy touch was very unreal.

Yan Yunqing stiffly pinched it, and a strange feeling rushed up from his tailbone. He shuddered, bared his teeth, and swallowed the grunt.

My god, ears!

Fluffy ears… growing on his own head!!!

Yan Yunqing grabbed the tail that was swinging around beside him, his pupils shook. He had just said that there was a fantasy species beside him, but he himself wasn’t a scientific existence.

Yan Yunqing wiped his face and did some mental guidance for himself, trying to touch the semi-transparent panel in front of him. Although touching it didn’t give him any feeling, the panel did react to his touch.

A series of characters popped up.

Character: Yan Yunqing

Race: Beastman (Pseudo), Demon King

Level: 0

Experience: 0

Attributes: Strength 1, Constitution 1, Intelligence 1, Agility 1, Stamina 1, Will 1

Luck: 1 (10)

Charm: 1

Free Attribute Points: 0

Skill Points: 0

Skills: None

God-Given Talent: Demon King’s Arrival

…

Health Points: 12/100 (Don’t panic, there’s still a chance to save it)

Magic Points: 0/100

Stamina Points: 22/40

A long string of data popped up, dazzling.

Yan Yunqing fell silent looking at the string of 1s.

Was he the legendary One-Point War God?

The others were fine, but Yan Yunqing knew that he was very squishy, ​​but was it really okay that his Will was also 1? How did it feel like he could be mentally attacked into dementia at any time? Wouldn’t he fail every time he rolled the dice?

And this health value, Yan Yunqing knew that he was squishy, ​​but this amount of health was too squishy, ​​wasn’t it going to break with a single poke!

Yan Yunqing shed tears like a cat.

He felt like he was being euphemistically called a piece of trash!

After staring at his personal information for a while, he finally turned to the task panel. The entire panel was empty, with only one main quest placed there lonely.

[Escape the Auction House]

Description: Look, what did I find? It turns out there is a lost little cat here. Oh, the poor little cat is about to be sent to the auction table. Little cat, little cat, do you want to leave here? Try your best to save yourself, maybe you can succeed?

Yan Yunqing: …

Yan Yunqing unconsciously touched the ears standing on top of his head again, and couldn’t help but shake his tail along with his heart, making a “pop” sound on the ground. Lillian’s words, “little cat,” seemed to really be calling him.

Escape the Auction House?

Although the quest description was very hateful, Yan Yunqing still read from the lines where he was currently located.

An auction house? Then where he was staying now should be where the auction house stores goods.

But what was he? Also a salable item? Were there really beastmen in the world?

So the world had definitely become magical without telling him, right?!

Yan Yunqing pulled his tail in excitement, and the pain made him hiss, rubbing the root of his tail.

He looked around at the iron cage he was in. The space was very small, and Yan Yunqing could only curl up inside, not giving him any room to move. A palm-sized lock was fastened to the door of the iron cage. Yan Yunqing’s fingertips probed out from the gaps in the bars and fiddled with it a few times.

The lock was made of very solid materials, and he couldn’t break it open with his bare hands.

Yan Yunqing groped and opened the game panel, trying to find some help that could get him out of trouble, and accidentally opened the game backpack.

“Hiss—”

Yan Yunqing looked at the game backpack with some surprise.

A dazzling array of things occupied all the grids in his backpack, and some items made Yan Yunqing feel very familiar.

Yan Yunqing belatedly realized: he probably seemed to have transmigrated.

He transmigrated to another world with the game panel, or simply transmigrated into the game.

Because the very familiar sword in the backpack, inlaid with shiny gems, looked very expensive at a glance, was the god-level weapon that he had brushed for several months, and collected the small and large iron to forge!

It was lying there quietly, mixed with the messy fashion clothes he bought with krypton gold.

However, this was not good news.

Yan Yunqing sniffed, he had been AFK from the game for a while.

This was a single-player construction game called “Starting Today I’m a Demon King”. The background story of the main character was very old-fashioned. A teenager born in an ordinary family lost his home and friends in the war of the gods. The main character, burdened with a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, rose up, subdued alien races, unified the entire continent, and established his own empire.

Yan Yunqing started playing this game in high school. Because of the exquisite art style and the very hardcore strategy core, he was obsessed with it for a long time. Later, because he was about to take the college entrance examination, and because the main character in this construction game had completed the achievement of [Unifying the World], Yan Yunqing quit the game.

After all, the empire had been established, and he had experienced most of the construction content. The subsequent gameplay was similar, and Yan Yunqing had nothing to miss.

Even because of the garbage text messages sent by the game company, Yan Yunqing simply changed his mobile phone number two days ago.

Yan Yunqing pressed his eyebrows. The reason why he said that transmigrating into the game was not good news was because of those garbage text messages sent by the game company.

—[Your subjects are panicking because they cannot find your whereabouts]

—[Your subjects have rioted because of the disappearance of the king]

—[Your subjects want to kill the king!!!]

Thinking of the alien race dependents who were more yandere than each other in the game, Yan Yunqing’s eyes turned dark.

When playing the game, yandere was a fashionable setting, but to let him do it in real life?

Ah? Really? Did he really want to do it?