Feng Yun was lying on the ground.
He opened his eyes to see nothing but darkness all around him, and he got to his feet.
Then he felt a sharp pain in his head.
"Ah, damn it hurts." Feng Yun spoke as he rubbed his hand over his head.
"Where am I? And how the hell am I still alive?" he thought, and he started walking while thinking of finding some clues that could answer his questions.
He stopped walking and sat on the surface. "Damn it, I have been walking for five hours trying to find any clue, and my Qi sense is not working either," he said.
Then he heard a voice in his head ask, "Are you done with your walk?" When he heard the voice in his head, Feng Yun got to his feet and yelled, "Who the hell are you, and what did I do to you?"
"You did nothing."
"Why did you trap me in this dark hole if I did nothing?"
"I did not trap you here, and if you want to go outside, be my guest, but let me warn you: the moment I open the gate of the 'dark hole,' your soul will perish."
"What?" He started to perspire after listening to the voice's words and questioned, "Why would my soul perish?" "Because you are dead, and I am just keeping your soul here for you," the voice said in response to his question.
'For me?' After a few seconds of pondering, he asked, "What do you want from me?"
And the voice in his head started laugaing and said, "You sure are a fast thinker, so here is the deal: if you do one job for me, I will give you a new body, and then you can live your life just the way you want, alright?"
Then, after a few minustes of his thinking, he said, "Oh, but before the deal, I want to talk to you face-to-face because I cannot deal with someone I do not know."
"Brat, are you really in a position to ask me a question?" The voice said it in a cold tone.
"Then you tell me how I am going to trust you?" Feng Yun asked.
We will both sign a contract that states that if we attempt to harm one another, our bodies and souls will explode and we will perish; if you finish the work for me and I have not given you the terms I agreed to, I will perish; and if you do not finish the task I gave you, you will perish. How is it?"
He replied, "All right, then tell me about the job first, and then I will think."
"The job is for you to participate in the game and represent me.
He exclaimed in shock, "What? Is that all?"
"Yeah."
"What kind of game is that?" he asked.
"Imagine a 40-story tower with a different type of challenge on each floor. You must overcome each challenge to receive a reward."
"Oh, I see. So you want me to finish this game and give you all the rewards from the challenges I completed?"
"I do not need the rewards, you idiot. The only thing I want from you is fame."
"Fame?"
"Yeah, and when the time comes, you will realize how important fame is, so do you accept this deal or what?"
"Yes, I will take the offer."
"All right, I am going to send you to the stage where this game will take place."
Feng yun inquired, "Stage? Wha--" And the next moment, his soul vanished from the dark hole.