Blue Star, Daxia, a certain city.

In Chen Hao's apartment, the lights were dim.

Chen Hao slumped on the sofa with his legs propped up on the coffee table, holding a cup of freshly brewed instant coffee, while a high-definition image appeared on his retinas.

On the screen, the battle had entered a white-hot stage.

The young Lord, Lin Feng, charged alone into the center of an army of five hundred skeletons. His Wildfire Spear swept across like a dragon, and a flame shockwave exploded into a sea of fire; three Centurions were like paper under his spear.

And the female assassin called Shadow Snake made his scalp tingle even more; her dark blue dagger stabbed out from the shadows, severely wounding a Commander of Five Hundred with a single strike.

Then, like a ghost, she danced on the edge of death, timing her cooldowns perfectly to deliver the killing blow!

"Holy sh*t... holy sh*t... holy sh*t!!!" Chen Hao repeated the same word over and over, forgetting to even drink his coffee.

The live stream chat was completely insane, with dense subtitles almost covering the entire screen:

"This coordination is absolutely amazing!"

"The Lord fights five hundred head-on, the assassin decapitates from the side—what kind of god-tier combo is this?!"

"That female assassin is too strong! I'm in love!"

"Wake up, the guy above, she could stab you into a sieve with one strike."

"Beacon Fire Village is awesome! Daxia is awesome!"

"Wait, did you guys notice? That Lord's level seems really high? He charged into an army of five hundred skeletons alone, and his health bar barely dropped!"

"What high level? That's good gear! Look at his breastplate, it must be purple!"

"Bullsh*t, is purple gear that easy to get? I /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ think it's blue."

"Stop arguing, watch the fight!"

Chen Hao watched with boiling blood, his fingers tapping rapidly on the virtual keyboard as he sent a message: "The rise of a Daxia unaffiliated Lord! This is a true grass-roots counterattack!"

After sending the message, he was about to continue watching the battle, but the chat was still scrolling wildly, dazzling him.

He frowned, swiped his finger along the edge of the screen, and turned off the chat.

The screen instantly cleared up, leaving only the fighting footage in the stream. He let out a sigh of relief, preparing to properly enjoy the battle.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his stomach.

"Hiss—" Chen Hao's expression changed, and he clutched his stomach.

He really shouldn't have eaten that expired energy bar earlier.

He glanced at the screen; the battle was nearing its end, and the last few skeletons were being surrounded and wiped out, so there shouldn't be any critical plot points left.

"Ten minutes, just ten minutes." He gritted his teeth, got up, and rushed to the bathroom.

... Ten minutes later.

Chen Hao emerged from the bathroom clutching his stomach, looking completely drained. He staggered back to the sofa and slumped down again.

"Damn it, I'm never eating an expired energy bar again..."

He picked up the now-cold coffee, took a gulp, and scanned the screen casually.

Then— "Pfft—!!!" The coffee sprayed all over the coffee table.

Chen Hao's eyes widened, his mouth agape wide enough to fit an egg, and he froze on the sofa as if struck by lightning.

On the screen, where was the skeleton army? Where was the wooden wall camp?

That was a city, a real city with tall walls!

The twenty-meter-high gray-white boulder walls gleamed with a faint, cold light under the moonlight, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Every so often along the wall, an arrow tower stood tall, its silhouette clearly visible in the night.

In the direction of the four city gates, the heavy gates were closed, and the bronze strips embedded in the door panels reflected a dim luster.

And in the very center of the city, a circle of low but sturdy inner walls surrounded a complex of buildings, with a flag flying atop the tallest two-story stone building.

A deep blue background, a dark red spear thrusting diagonally into the sky, and a cluster of flickering orange flames beneath the spear tip. Fenghuo.

Chen Hao's brain completely crashed.

He stared blankly at the screen for a full ten seconds, then abruptly looked down at the live stream information below the screen.

He looked again at the time display in the top left corner—Blue Star time, 7:47 AM. It had only been ten minutes since he went to the bathroom.

Ten minutes. Just ten minutes.

He had gone from watching a village-level territory live stream to seeing a county-level territory.

And it was a county-level territory with twenty-meter-high walls, twelve arrow towers, four blue city gates, and a complete urban plan.

"What the hell is going on???" Chen Hao finally roared, "Does DreamNet Live have bugs too?! Who the f*ck switched my live stream to a county-level territory?!"

He frantically swiped the screen, trying to find any record of switching live streams. There was none.

No switching records at all. He had been in the "Beacon Fire Town - Lin Feng" live stream the entire time, from the beginning until now, never leaving.

Chen Hao was stunned. He stared blankly at the city on the screen, then looked back at the live stream name—"Beacon Fire Town - Lin Feng".

"Beacon Fire Village... upgraded to town-level?" he muttered, "Ten minutes, upgraded from a village to a town?"

He scratched his head, feeling that this explanation was barely acceptable. After all, Lord Lin was so powerful that upgrading directly after finishing the Level 2 Nightmare Tide seemed plausible?

But soon, his gaze fell once again on the twenty-meter-high wall on the screen. Twenty meters, white quality.

He swallowed hard and looked at the four city gates, the blue halo shimmering faintly under the moonlight. Blue city gates. He then looked at the arrow towers on the wall.

On the arrow tower, the small text labeled by the system was clearly visible: 【Intermediate Arrow Tower · Range increased by 30%, Damage increased by 10%】

Intermediate Arrow Tower.

He looked into the city again, at the residential area in the southwest, with neat and tidy houses that could accommodate at least four or five thousand people;

The commercial district in the northwest, with wide streets and rows of shops; the workshop district in the southeast, with blacksmith shops, tailor shops, and carpentry sheds all fully equipped;

The military district in the northeast, with an open training ground, rows of barracks, and an area of obviously more exquisite independent courtyards—that was the Honorary Resident area.

A complete urban plan.

Chen Hao's brain completely stopped working.

He stared blankly at the screen for a full minute, then issued a soul-searching question:

"Did I f*cking time travel? Did I travel a few years into the future?!"

He frantically checked the time—Blue Star time, 7:48 AM. Date, a certain day in March, 3230.

That was right; it was the same as before he went to the bathroom.

He looked at the live stream information again—Creation time, just a few days ago. Total live stream duration, less than fifty hours.

That was right; it was a newly established live stream.

Chen Hao was completely bewildered.

He slumped on the sofa, staring at the city on the screen for a full three minutes, before finally remembering one thing—the chat.

Earlier, to focus on watching the big battle, he had turned the chat off. Now, he reached out with a trembling hand and turned the chat back on.

The next second, his screen was completely flooded with chat.