 Daoist Fierce Tiger

One day, Wei Xiao Bei gets dragged into The Dust World, a post-apocalyptic world ruled by monsters from myths, legends, games, etc. He also gains the power to travel between it and the real world, as well as the power called the 'Status Panel'. With this power, he chooses to strengthen himself to explore the vast mysteries and terror of the other world. What mysteries await him? What is The Dust World?
Author's Synopsis:
What the hell is this? What the hell happened here?
How did my room become so ruined after a single night?
The floor and table were covered in dust, his new poster of Zhang Liang Ying that had just been posted on the wall a few days ago had already become yellow and tattered all over. Even Zhang Liang Ying’s beautiful face became monstrous as if an old devil was looking at him with a terrifying smile.
The walls were covered by a mist of cobwebs and the fruits placed on top of the coffee table were withered and rotted to the point that the mold on them had turned black. The fruits below even seemed to have turned into mush. The aluminium framed window that the landlord had just installed not that long ago was now covered in a layer of white ash and the glass was filled with cracks and covered in dust.
The computer beside his bed was also covered by cobwebs and was accompanied by an empty water glass with a withered worm inside of it.
Dust filled the air making Wei Xiao Bei choke as he tried to breathe.
Everything seemed to be ash gray without any light as if looking at television static.
After just one night, it seemed like everything in the room had aged for centuries or even millennia.
Mother… is this a dream?
This must be a dream!

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However, Wei Xiao Bei had second thoughts, what if it was simply unable to touch anything.

Wei Xiao Bei derived this possibility from the fact that he could not perceive its presence.

However, he immediately questioned himself.

If it was unable to touch things, then where did the sound of footsteps come from?

Could it be an illusion?

In the end, Wei Xiao Bei sat there for more than 10 minutes with his mind swimming everywhere. Various guesses surged like a tide in his head, but were immediately overthrown by himself.

Wei Xiao Bei only stopped thinking about it when his mind began to hurt.

He rubbed the vein popping out of his head and felt warm. Wei Xiao Bei had been a bit overwhelmed, but he was still able to get over it quickly. If he had continued thinking, he might have turned into an idiot from overthinking.

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