Infinite Flow, but I Submit Myself

In the arena, some can dominate all directions with sheer combat power, some can carry the whole game with intelligence, some can deceive NPCs with masterful rhetoric, and some can rely on beauty to pass unimpeded.

But Tang Mo Bai couldn’t do any of that. After barely surviving a beginner-level instance and pushing himself to the brink of death, he finally accepted the truth—he was just a naïve and clueless university student.

So, he made a decision…

To surrender himself to the state.

Tang Mo Bai: Wuwu, dear country, I’m weak, please save me!

…

Mysterious disappearances were happening frequently across the nation. A special task force was formed to investigate, yet no progress was made. Just as national experts convened to discuss the issue, a single phone call revealed the true nature of the enigmatic space.

The talismans of the supernatural world? The country mass-produced them.

The black technology of the cyber world? It directly advanced the nation’s AI capabilities.

The causality-defying artifacts of the rule-based world? They secured the country’s international dominance.

While the rest of the world was still competing over limited resources, one nation had quietly and steadily pulled ahead, reaching a level far beyond what any other country could hope to match.

What is it like when your country itself becomes a cheat code?

Tang Mo Bai could answer from personal experience. At first, he wanted to die—his entire two-week stay was spent in relentless training. Combat, acting, persuasion, stealth—he trained with criminal masterminds and special operatives as sparring partners. And when they discovered he could bring personal items with him, they almost armed him to the teeth.

But in the end, it was also reassuring.

Because behind him stood the most powerful force in the world.

And they would always be waiting for him to come home.