李明感觉自己像是被扔进了洗衣机里的衣服，骨 Head 晃荡，脑袋嗡嗡响。他这是怎么回事？昨天还在家里看小说，今天就发现自己飘在一片混沌之中。

According to his memory, he was supposed to be taking a nap. But now, he's in the primordial chaos of the Honghuang era, surrounded by nebulae and strange phenomena. He's also wearing a blue robe and holding a long wooden staff. How did he get here? Was it a dream? No, this felt too real.

Suddenly, a grotesque figure appeared in front of him. It had a human face but a dragon's body, scales covering its back, and claws on its hands. The creature's eyes were burning like torches, and it spat out a ferocious roar.

"What's the meaning of this? Who are you?" Lao Ming asked, trying to sound brave despite his fear.

The creature snorted and replied, "You're Lao Ming, the cultivation beginner from the modern world. You've been sent here by the heavens to disrupt the order of the Honghuang era."

Lao Ming was baffled. "What are you talking about? I don't understand."