Prologue: The Unremarkable Ye Feifan

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 roller coaster hurtled along its track; the Ferris wheel spun with a whoosh, while the pirate ship and the carousel added to the lively scene...

“Spinning with you, warmth in my palm...”

“Our love is like a Ferris wheel...”

“Looking, looking for a friend...”

“Let it carry away your longing...”

Neon lights flickered, lending a touch of human warmth to the dusky sky. It was dusk—a time that, on Blue Star, would have meant a packed amusement park, in stark contrast to his desolate grounds.

“Feifan, I’m back!” Just as Ye Feifan was lost in thought, a sweet voice called him back to reality.

Seeing who had arrived, Ye Feifan’s rare smile emerged. He discreetly pocketed his phone and asked, “Lavender, you’re here... What brings you by today?”

The young girl was his age, perhaps even a touch older, but such details hardly mattered. All one needed to know was that she was a classic, flat-chested beauty; in other respects, her development was quite good, and she could easily pass for a poised, striking woman.

As a child, Ye Feifan had been abandoned at a mass grave, only to be rescued by Lavender’s father. Why he was named Ye Feifan, he had no idea.

Lavender’s father, Lavender Tianxing, was the head of the Lavender family, a powerful clan in Tianzhi City. By their grace, Ye Feifan was dubbed “young master,” but lacking talent in cultivation, the family elders unanimously decided to send him away under the pretense of “tempering” him. Thus, he found himself in his current situation.

Banished to the outskirts, he was given a rundown mansion called Ye Manor, far from the Lavender family estate and sparsely populated. Even the property he was assigned was meager, a fact that chilled the heart.

Fortunately, Lavender lent Ye Feifan some money, which he used under the guise of her support to renovate Ye Manor and hang a neon-lit sign that read, “Wantianjie Amusement Park.”

The park had been open for several days, but only Lavender had ever visited—a testament to how desolate the location truly was.

Seeing that Ye Feifan didn’t seem dispirited, Lavender felt a surge of frustration. “The elders were too much! You should have protested, Feifan!”

“Protest?” Ye Feifan shook his head. “They were hoping I would—then they’d have an excuse to punish my adoptive father. This place is fine. Why would I oppose it?”

“Do you really plan to stay in this godforsaken place for the rest of your life?” Lavender’s large, tear-filled eyes fixed on him, hoping for a satisfactory answer.

“It’s only temporary. I’ll return one day, so there’s no need for alarm. But you shouldn’t be coming here so often—the elders will make things hard for your father.”

“So you don’t want me to visit?”

“I’m only thinking of you—”

“You’re going to be the death of me, Feifan!”

“Lavender, wait—Lavender...”

As he watched her storm off in anger, Ye Feifan felt awkward. Had he done something wrong?

“Women...”

He didn’t chase after her, but sat calmly in his chair. Next to him, a small window had been left open, marked “Ticket Office” from the outside.

While Ye Feifan was still puzzling over Lavender’s anger, someone else was making their way toward the park.

Zhang Da had slept in that day, waking up at dusk. Bored, he took his two servants, A-da and A-er, for a “patrol.” After dinner, they wandered near Ye Manor, drawn by the glow of neon lights.

The peculiar shapes and twinkling bulbs piqued Zhang Da’s interest. He reached out to touch the sign. “Wantianjie Amusement Park? What’s that?”

A-da hurried to flatter him. “Young master, wait here. I’ll go find out.”

“Go on, then.”

“Yes, sir.” Receiving his orders, A-da dashed inside, while A-er remained at Zhang Da’s side.

From the outside, it looked like an ordinary mansion, but the moment A-da entered, he was stunned by the attractions within.

What were those things flying around? Why did the bugs move on their own? Were those leaping horses alive...?

A barrage of questions upended his understanding of the world, but he forced himself to calm down. He hurried forward, only to find himself blocked by an invisible barrier. No matter how he tried, he couldn’t move another step.

A white line, four fingers wide, was drawn on the ground, with cement roads all around—something he’d never seen before. The road’s surface even reflected light, truly startling him.

He looked around and spotted a small window with a glass pane open in the distance. He rushed over and knocked. “Is anyone there?”

The glass was tinted brown—impossible to see in, but those inside could see out.

Ye Feifan had noticed him as soon as he entered and had been observing him carefully. He hadn’t expected this servant to detect the differences here; there was more to him than met the eye.

“Yes. Do you want to enter the amusement park? If so, please register.”

A thick registration form and a carbon pen slid out through the small window. The form asked for “Name” and “Age.”

A-da stared at it for a long while before asking, “What is an amusement park?”

“As the name suggests, it’s a park for games. Amusement park. Any other questions?”

“Why can’t I get in?”

“This place was transformed by a great power. Only those with special credentials may enter. Honestly, are you going to play or not? If not, please leave—don’t disturb my business.”

“If you don’t explain yourself, I, A-da, will stand right here and argue with you all night—I absolutely won’t go in and play!”

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[PS: Prosperity, democracy, civility, harmony. Freedom, equality, justice, the rule of law. Patriotism, dedication, integrity, friendship.]