"Alexander Allen defiled Princess Snow Wilson of Jing, murdered her envoy, and shattered the peace between nations. From this day, he is stripped of his title and exiled to Suffering Sea Temple. Without permission, he's forbidden to return to the capital!"

The decree fell like thunder, heavy and final.

"Innocent! I'm innocent!"

"Snow is my fiancée! The wedding's in a month—why would I touch her?"

"I didn’t kill anyone."

"It wasn’t me. It wasn't me!"

"Snow, speak up! Say something!"

"Uncle, I swear I didn't do it!"

"Uncle Julius, help me!"

"General Andrews…"

Not a single official stood up for him.

Once, they bowed and scraped before him, respectful to the core. Now, all cold eyes and silence. Cruel, indifferent, contemptuous.

Alexander’s heart sank into a freezing pit.

And in that moment, he understood.

It was all a setup.

A trap meant for him.

"Hahaha…" He laughed aloud, eyes scanning the court.

"You want to take my title? You’re not worthy."

"Without Father here, none of you has the right!"

"Depose me? Dream on!"“When Father returns, he’ll uncover the truth. By then, you all—”

Before he could finish, a heavy blow slammed into the back of his head.

Alexander Allen dropped to the ground like a sack of stones. As his vision went dark, he caught a glimpse of Harold Allen's smug grin.

Not far away, Snow Wilson curled her lips into a cold smirk.

…

Half a month later, Kuhai Temple.

The night was icy cold, like daggers piercing through skin.

On a hard, cold bed, Alexander Allen curled up, pale and trembling.

Fifteen days of torment. Fifteen days of hell.

His meridians were shattered, his Dantian torn apart—completely crippled.

The young prodigy was now reduced to a worthless husk.

"I'm not done yet!"

"I won’t accept this!"

“Ahhh!”

He roared, voice hoarse, like a wounded beast.

Just then, a streak of light shot down from the sky, slamming into his forehead.

“Ding!”

“System integration in progress.”

“10%... 30%... 100%...”

“Integration complete.”

“Ding!”

“Congratulations! Host ‘Alexander Allen’ has activated the Game Sign-In System.”

“Would you like to sign in now?”

A cold mechanical voice echoed in his mind.

Alexander was stunned.

With a single thought, a status window appeared in his head.

Host: Alexander AllenCultivation: Martial Realm, First Grade

Realms: Spirit Liberation, Soul Ascension, Unity, Profound Connection... each with nine grades

Martial Skills: None

Talent: None

Special Attributes: None

...

Miserable. Just pathetic stats.

Alexander Allen stared blankly, still clueless about what the hell was going on in his head.

“Ding!”

“Would you like to sign in?”

The system's voice rang out again.

He hesitated for half a second, then muttered, “S-Sign in?”

“Ding!

Congratulations, Host ‘Alexander Allen’, you’ve signed in successfully and received the reward: Marrow Cleansing Pill!”

As the voice fell, a pitch-black pill hovered in his mind.

With a thought, the properties of the pill popped up clearly in his head:

Item: Marrow Cleansing Pill

Grade: Divine

Description: Washes the marrow, rebuilds the Qi Sea.

Just eight short words, but they hit Alexander like thunder. He stood frozen, unable to recover for a long while.

“Something this powerful?”

“Actual rewards?”

“And Divine grade at that?”

He stared at the floating pill, speechless. “Heavens... is this finally my turn?”

His eyes sharpened. Without another thought, he summoned the pill into his hand and swallowed it in one go.

The medicinal power surged through him.His body turned scorching hot, steam rising off his skin. Inside, his organs churned like boiling water, and his meridians felt like they were being shredded by ten thousand ants.

Every joint seemed to shatter and reassemble.

Pain.

Unbearable pain.

Alexander Allen was drenched in sweat, writhing on the ground in agony. His heart pounded in shock. "Am I dying? This damn system... is it poison?"

“ARGH—”

With a blood-curdling scream, he passed out cold.

Midnight.

Cold wind crept into the room.

Alexander’s eyes snapped open. He flipped over and stood up in one motion, glancing around. His energy surged—face flushed, muscles tight like steel. The cold air? Didn’t touch him.

Hoo... Hoo...

He could hear the wind breathing.

He could see dozens of meters in the dark like it was broad daylight.

"This..."

"My body?"

He stared at himself in disbelief. "This is... my body?"

He clenched his fists.

Boom. Boom!

Air exploded between his knuckles as he moved. Two light shockwaves burst out with a snap.

He focused inward. His energy sea roared, dantian warm and solid.

Not only restored—stronger than before.

"This power..."

"It’s unreal."

"What the hell just happened?"“That weird voice just now… a system? A reward? Washing Marrow Pill? And... sign-in rewards?” As Alexander Allen’s thoughts stirred, the system interface popped up in his mind, showing his status.

Host: Alexander Allen

Cultivation: Martial Realm Ninth Rank

Martial Skills: None

Talent: None

Special Attributes: None

...

“Martial Realm Ninth Rank?”

Alexander’s eyes widened in disbelief. Just fainted for a bit, and he was already back to Ninth Rank? What kind of insane speed was this?

“What the hell are you?”

System: “Master, I’m the Ultimate Game Sign-In System.”

Alexander: “And what exactly is a Game Sign-In System?”

System: “Uh… it’s the Game Sign-In System.”

Alexander: “Who sent you?”

System: “No idea.”

Alexander: “Then why are you here?"

System: “No clue.”

Alexander: “…What do you even know?”

System: “I know I’m the Game Sign-In System.”

Alexander: “

⊙o⊙

…”

He felt like his brain just short-circuited.

Alexander: “Okay, fine. This sign-in reward thing… how does it work? What kind of rewards can I get? And don’t tell me you don’t know that either.”

System: “I know.”

Alexander: “Then spill it.”

System: “Master can sign in anywhere across all realms. The more special the location, the better the reward. Once per day.”“Same spot can be checked in multiple times. Rewards are random and mostly weaker.”

Alexander Allen mulled it over, then asked, “You said you’re the Game Sign-in System. What’s ‘game’ supposed to mean?”

System: “Sign-in rewards are mainly from games—includes tools, skills, techniques, pills, character cards, and special items.”

“Got no clue what you’re saying.” Alexander frowned, clearly lost. He thought he had to play a game with it. Turns out it’s not even a game he understands.

But that didn’t matter.

As long as it could make him stronger, as long as it let him train again, then he had a shot.

He turned toward the capital, fists clenched tight.

“Just wait. All of you, wait.”

“The day I come back… I’ll make you wish you were never born in this world.”