My soul transmigrated to another world, where I was fortunate enough to meet a renowned master. I studied literature and martial arts, and traveled the world.

Through personal experience, one can come to know and explore this magical world full of extraordinary power.

In the wild continent, countless races coexist, and the law of the jungle prevails.

Upon arriving in the desolate continent, Lin Feng discovered that the human race was one of the weakest races there. Despite their large numbers, they were subjected to captivity and enslavement by other races.

In his moment of crisis, Lin Feng unlocked the "Rise of Humanity" system, which allows him to summon creatures called "players" from another world to help him expand his territory.

The Fourth Calamity descended, and from then on, no one could stop the rise of humanity!

Overnight, young Ye Zhen suddenly discovered he possessed a strange ability! The meaningless cries of insects and beasts in the mountains took on a different meaning when they reached his ears. The mouse brothers squeaked: "Brothers, the treasure in the back mountain that can make us grow dozens of times larger is about to drip down! Hurry!" A swarm of mosquitoes buzzed: "Those two guys are naked in the woods again! Brothers, hurry up and have your fill!" A young cloud-winged tiger roared at Ye Zhen, its roars chillingly powerful: "Mom's not home, don't come any closer, or I'll eat you!" Everything changed because of this! My new book is uploaded, please support it, brothers. For those who think the new book is too short, you can devour Pig Three's 10,000-subscription masterpiece, *Controlling the Stars*. Finally, Old Pig is extending his hoof to you brothers! Please vote, click, and add to your favorites!

In the prosperous oriental city, there is a small martial arts hall that attracts the world’s strongest players.

The charge there is high, even if it is just a one-minute chat with the owner, it costs 8888 yuan.

There are no regular business operations there, and the museum is open for at most a few hours a day, and it is closed at intervals of three to five.

The service there is very bad, and the trainees do not get advice from the master all the year round, and they don’t even send out a practice uniform.

However, it is such a wonderful little martial arts museum, but every day there are countless strong people who want to join, even if they just go in for cleaning.

One day, the president of the Global Warrior Association, who has lived in the mountains for many years, visited this museum.

“Baba is going to make a birthday cake for me today. It’s very busy. Come and wait in line tomorrow.” A delicate and lovely little girl said gruffly.