王磊 turtles out of bed the next morning, yawning and rubbing his eyes. He was scheduled to work at the city's bustling market today, a task he found quite mundane. As he shuffled towards the kitchen, he mused about how his life lacked any real excitement. Just another day of haggling with vendors and dealing with customers, the monotony of it all made him want to yawn again.

As he stepped outside, the morning crowd of shoppers enveloped him in their hustle and bustle. sudden1y, a loud crash echoed through the street, drawing the attention of several people. Curious, Wang Lei moved closer to the commotion, only to find a disheveled figure floating in the air, muttering about something called "cosmic tribulation."

The figure, clad in tattered robes, looked as if he had just undergone a severe experimental process, his face pale and his eyes wide with terror. Several shops nearby had been damaged by the strange phenomenon, and people were pointing and whispering among themselves.