Wang Zheng was so engrossed in the mental world he had built from his own memories that he continued to act as Boss Wang, completely unaware of the actual situation in the hall of the ruins.

Zhao Yucai had not exaggerated the facts. For those who aspire to achieve extraordinary status, the simplest yet most difficult step of refining their mind is often the biggest obstacle preventing many A-level Awakeners from achieving extraordinary status.

Unfortunately, Wang Zheng's mind was inherently complex and not pure.

If that were all, it wouldn't be so bad, but not only does he have a special physique, he is also not a native of Earth.

Once this biggest hurdle is overcome, one is often stuck at this bottleneck for life with no hope of ever becoming extraordinary. So when Zhao Yucai said that some people would be stuck here for a year or two, he was just being simplistic and didn't want to put too much pressure on Wang Zheng.

But who could have imagined that after waiting for so long, Young Master Wang, facing such a predicament after accidentally entering the ruins, would have no choice but to forcibly shed his mortal form? It can only be said that it was destined...

Unbeknownst to him, Wang Zheng had already been living in that fake world for three years.

In the past three years, under his leadership, the small company that had just received investment has absorbed three rounds of capital expansion, and his net worth has naturally risen accordingly. It is no exaggeration to call him a diamond bachelor among young entrepreneurs.

During those thousand-plus days and nights, everything that happened on that blue planet was long ago regarded by him as a strange dream that he could not recall.

This ordinary life that Wang Zheng had longed for had already captivated him, and he might never wake up from it.

But during one meeting, a spirited General Manager Wang was speaking eloquently in the conference room, describing the grand blueprint of the center.

Although his face was still radiant, his eyes seemed to be veiled in mist.

Suddenly, a luminous pearl with a flying fish in the center appeared out of thin air and fell from the sky, hitting him squarely on the head.

With a muffled thud, Wang Zheng, caught off guard by the sudden attack, immediately crouched down, clutching his head and wailing in pain.

At this moment, countless employees came up to inquire with concern, but they all seemed to ignore the spirit orb that had rolled far away. Some even passed right through the phantom of the spirit orb without being affected in the slightest.

Wang Zheng struggled to sit up, pointing at the Yingyu Spirit Pearl in the distance with a look of shock on his face.

"What...what is this? Is this one of your pranks?"

Seemingly having received Wang Zheng's attention, the snail in the spirit pearl became very excited, jumping up and down incessantly, as if trying to express something.

But apart from Wang Zheng, everyone else seemed to be blind to him, only surrounding him with concerned expressions.

Wang Zheng immediately shouted anxiously.

"There it is, there it is! Why are you looking at me? Look at that bead!"

The employees around him looked at each other, unsure of what to say, and could only express their concern for Wang Zheng's health.

"Mr. Wang, are you alright? There's nothing here. We just saw you suddenly squat down..."

"Why don't you go to the hospital to get checked out? Maybe you've been under too much stress lately..."

Upon discovering that the employees couldn't see the glowing spirit orb at all, Wang Zheng felt as if he were about to grasp some very important information.

He covered his head with one hand, stood up with the help of others, then pushed through the crowd and stumbled toward the spirit pearl.

At this moment, Wang Zheng himself did not notice that his body, which had been exhausted at the dinner table, suddenly burst forth with boundless power.

Even the young and strong men around him were knocked to the ground like rolling gourds when he swept them away with a single wave of his hand.

At this moment, the commotion in the conference room was so great that even ordinary employees working outside seemed to be drawn in by some unknown force, and they rushed in frantically.

Although everyone was saying they cared about President Wang, they actually stood in front of him, their faces gradually becoming distorted.

Seeing himself blocked, Wang Zheng frantically tried to break through the encirclement, using both hands and feet. Seeing Wang Zheng following, the Yingyu Spirit Pearl seemed unusually excited, floating in mid-air and weaving through the crowd, carrying Wang Zheng forward...

At this moment, Wang Zheng seemed to be possessed, and started running after the spirit pearl.

"Treasure, darling, is this mine? Yes! It's mine! Damn it, I think I've forgotten something very important, what is it? Remember, remember!!!"

At that moment, he forgot everything else. Wang Zheng didn't know where the feeling came from, but he felt that this spirit pearl, which was obviously different from worldly objects, should belong to him and had a great connection with him.

If you don't hold on to it tightly, you'll lose the most important thing in your life...

In the relentless chase, the Winning Fish Spirit Pearl flew faster and higher, while Wang Zheng, fueled by his unwavering determination, continued to accelerate.

After an unknown amount of time, the city's skyscrapers were gradually left behind, and various figures began to appear around him, urging him to go back.

He has business partners who started the business with him, a female partner he just met, and his aging parents...

However, Wang Zheng was completely focused on how to acquire the spirit pearl and recall the missing piece of his memory, ignoring everything around him.

As he continued to stealthily advance, Wang Zheng's appearance began to look younger, his body became more upright, and his skills became increasingly agile.

Once the spirit pearl stopped moving forward, it had already carried Wang Zheng into the clouds above the nine heavens.

Seeing that the spirit orb had stopped, Wang Zheng pounced over and hugged it tightly in his arms.

"boom!!!"

After the loud bang, it was as if Wang Zheng's mind had exploded, and countless memories flooded back into his mind.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to freeze. The surrounding scenery rapidly shifted in Wang Zheng's mind, everything flashing by like a slideshow.

Shortly after, accompanied by a sharp, shattering sound, the entire world seemed to crumble like a series of glass mirrors. The distant skyscrapers, the elderly parents pleading and weeping right before his eyes, the investors cursing him—everything collapsed with a deafening roar. Wang Zheng's figure slowly faded and disappeared...

When he opened his eyes again, he was back in that seemingly hopeless ruins hall. Wang Zheng's eyes were now clear, without a trace of turbidity.

"call--"

Wang Zheng let out a long sigh, looking at the Yingyu Spirit Pearl in his arms, which had dimmed considerably, and felt a lingering fear in his heart.

He knew very well that if he hadn't been lucky this time, and if the Peacock Demon King, whom he had wanted to frame, hadn't put the spirit pearl into his storage space, he probably wouldn't have been so fortunate.

Just as Wang Zheng was feeling sentimental, a beastly roar suddenly rang in his ears. When Wang Zheng turned around, he found a small, ferocious beast lying behind him, about half a person's height.

With a slender figure and elegant posture, five steel tails swept behind him, and his beastly face was full of mockery, his golden beastly eyes fixed on him.