A Grande Origem dos Muitos Mundos

Tianzhi City was a part of the Great Zhou Empire, situated on the Frontier Wasteland Continent—a world where the cultivation of the Dao reigned supreme.

At that moment, somewhere in an office...

“Hello, everyone, I am... skilled at...”

A sudden wave of melancholy washed over him. Ye Feifan stared irritably at his phone, feeling as though a heavy stone was lodged in his chest, making it hard to breathe.

“What’s going on? Why is it stuck?” He had just reached the most crucial part of the No. 1 champion’s video on the Eccentric Rankings when, to his dismay, the internet connection abruptly cut out. Heaven help him! It must be some jealous author cursing his dashing looks—there had to be at least eighty or a hundred authors envious of someone as handsome as him. Such resentment was only natural.

With a sigh, Ye Feifan set down his phone and gazed quietly out the window. His unremarkable features possessed a subtle, undefinable charm.

Ye Feifan was a transmigrator—a fact every reader knew. But who was he really? A billionaire? A chronic daydreamer? The protagonist of “Amusement Park of the Myriad Worlds”?

Ever since he’d rescued a little girl, his life had swerved from its peak. In the aftermath, Ye Feifan became the male lead in a novel, rising from the ashes and making a name for himself, eventually opening this damned amusement park against all odds.

In his previous life, Ye Feifan had been an amusement park manager, so he was no stranger to the business. Taking over this park seemed a sound decision.

Outside, the rolle