Okay, here's Chapter 1 of "Martial Arts: Starting From Training Space":
**Chapter 1: A New Beginning**
The flickering fluorescent lights of the office seemed to hum a monotonous lullaby, a tune that had become all too familiar to Ye Chen. At 31, he was a veteran of the corporate grind, a cog in the machine of spreadsheets and deadlines. *Another late night,* he thought, sighing quietly, the glow of his monitor reflecting in his tired eyes. He was known for his work ethic, his quiet dedication. He wasn't particularly ambitious, just someone who showed up, did his job, and tried to avoid the office politics. A small, almost self-deprecating smile tugged at the corner of his lips. It was a smile that masked the quiet longing for something more, something beyond the monotony of his days.
He stretched his arms above his head, cracking his knuckles, and rubbed his tired eyes. "Just a few more hours," he muttered to himself, returning to his work. He was a creature of habit, a routine man in a routine life. He knew it wasn't exciting, but it was comfortable. Or rather, it *was* comfortable.
Then, everything went black.
It wasn't the gentle fade to sleep; it was a jarring, abrupt halt to everything. One moment he was in front of his computer screen and the next, he was lying on a hard, uneven wooden floor. The smell of dust and old wood assaulted his senses. Panic flared in his chest. *Where am I? What happened?*
He pushed himself up onto his elbows, his head spinning. The room was dimly lit by a single oil lamp, casting dancing shadows on the bare walls. The space was small, spartan, with only a straw mat on the floor and a rough-hewn table in one corner. He was in what looked like an old, dilapidated cabin. *This isn't right,* he thought, frantically scanning the unfamiliar surroundings. *This isn't my apartment.*
He got to his feet, a sense of unease gripping him. He felt different, lighter somehow. He looked at his hands, the skin now rougher, smaller than he remembered. As he did a strange voice resonated in his mind, clear as a bell but not external.
**[System Initialization Complete. Welcome, Host.]**
Ye Chen froze, his breath catching in his throat. *What was that? Am I hearing things?*
**[Proficiency System Activated. Analyzing Host's Current State.]**
A semi-transparent panel suddenly appeared before his eyes, displaying text and numbers in a language he somehow understood.
**[Name: Ye Chen]**
**[Age: 15]**
**[Cultivation: None]**
**[Skills: None]**
**[Current Location: Abandoned Cabin]**
His heart hammered against his ribs. *Okay, this is officially insane,* he thought. *A system? Cultivation? Am I dreaming? Or did I finally go crazy?* He pinched himself, wincing. The pain was very real.
"Um, System?" he finally ventured, feeling absurd speaking to the air. "What's going on?"
**[Host has been transmigrated to another world. The Proficiency System is designed to aid the Host in navigating and thriving in this new environment.]**
*Transmigrated?!* The term was straight out of the web novels he used to secretly read during lunch breaks. *So, this is real?*
"And… cultivation?" he hesitantly asked, trying to grasp this bizarre reality.
**[Cultivation is the path to power in this world. Host's skills and growth will be tracked through the Proficiency System. More details will be provided as the Host progresses.]**
"Okay... I guess..." He ran a hand through his hair, still processing. "So what now? I'm just supposed to magically know what to do?"
**[The System provides guidance and tools. Host has been granted access to the Training Space. Please activate the option in the panel to enter.]**
He glanced at the panel and saw a new option highlighted at the bottom. "Training Space." He willed his mind to press on the panel, a strange sensation washing over him as if being pulled from the dimension. The scene before him faded and when the world returned, he was in an empty room made of stone walls and a dirt floor.
**[Training Space has been activated. Time Dilation: 2 Hours in Training Space equals 1 Hour in the real world. The training Space is currently at Level 1. The space will expand and time dilation will increase as host progresses.]**
Ye Chen blinked, stunned. *Time dilation? This is... incredible. So I can train twice as long.* He took a deep breath, the air felt different here. Cleaner. *Okay, this is insane, but… maybe this won't be so bad. At least it's not spreadsheets.* A small smile returned to his lips, a genuine one this time, born of a flicker of excitement. The old, mundane life was gone. He was an orphan in some strange new world, and he had a system. It was a lot to process, but for the first time in a long time,