Everything begins with infinite adventures

A deep, resonant voice thundered through the silence, jolting Kai Orion awake. Did I just hear Notch yelling something about a dungeon right next to my ear? Rubbing his eyes, Kai was ready to drift back to sleep — until desperate wails rose from the streets below. “Panlong Nation’s player… died?” “They only recovered a tiny ration of food?! How are we supposed to hold on until the next Instance begins?!” “Oh heavens, have mercy! Please protect our players! Let them all return alive next time!” …What… does that even mean? Kai turned toward the window — and froze. A wasteland of yellow dust stretched endlessly before his eyes. What used to be familiar neighborhoods had decayed into broken ruins; buildings leaned like haunted silhouettes swallowed by sand. “This is… my apartment complex? When did it become like this…?” The moment that thought surfaced, a flood of foreign memories surged into his mind. This was a parallel world — Blue Star. A mysterious radiation had ravaged the planet’s core, annihilating all resources. Land turned barren, forests vanished, crops withered, animals died en masse… And as if intentionally severing humanity’s future, modern weaponry and advanced technology corroded overnight, civilization rolling back a century in a single breath. In merely one month— Blue Star transformed from a flourishing paradise into a hellish wasteland. But then — the Notch System descended. First, invisible barriers sealed every national border, preventing immigration or war. Then, select individuals were chosen from each nation to enter Its game-like Instances. Their performance determined what resources were bestowed back to their homeland: Vegetation. Wetlands. Fresh water. Food. Petroleum. Mineral ore. Native biodiversity… This game was the only path to a nation’s revival. And the Instances’ content—adventure mods and special modes from Minecraft: Ice and Fire, Aether Realm, Abyssal Domains, Ore Biomes, Bed Wars, The Void, Parasitic Escape, Dimensional Rift, Apocalypse Frontier… Five Minecraft Instances had descended so far. The first: Vanilla Exploration — mandatory global participation. But the catch?Minecraft did not exist on this Blue Star. No one understood the mechanics.Even worse — Notch provided no tutorials.All hints were scribbled on papers locked away in structure chests. Though many nations struggled, those with leftover real-world resources survived the first disaster. Some unfortunate small countries… vanished completely. So cruel was this new world. “…So that’s what happened.” Kai stared blankly at the crumbling walls. His eyes stung with unspoken grief. In that first Instance, death exceeding five times meant permanent death — both in game and reality. Players, ignorant of national fate or rewards, clung together merely to survive. Among them, Panlong Nation’s representative stood out — courageous and brilliant — uncovering crafting methods, monster traits, leading humanity day by day through terror. But when one tree rises above the forest, the wind seeks to break it. At the final moment of survival— Those who benefited from her discoveries coveted the rare items she carried. Knowing her death would drop everything in her inventory… They betrayed her. Pushing her into a horde of monsters as a living shield. She died — but her contributions earned Panlong immense fortune rewards. Yet with no one returning alive —all crafting knowledge died with her. Meanwhile, nine nations who retained survivors formed an alliance — hoarding every advantage. They mocked Panlong.Extracted resources and land as tribute.Only then did they drip-feed primitive crafting knowledge in return. A perfect demonstration of kindness repaid with cruelty. Panlong could do nothing but swallow the humiliation. Subsequent Instances grew harder.Panlong’s players, blind and untrained, were lambs in the dark. The nine-nation alliance — armed with growing mastery — not only monopolized the leaderboards but hunted other nations’ players to stop them returning with knowledge. This was a brutal monopoly of survival. To this day — not a single Panlong player had returned home. “But now… everything changes.” “Because I am here.” Kai lifted his gaze to the blue holographic panel shimmering before him, a calm smile forming on his lips. 【The 6th Minecraft Instance is imminent!】 【150 remaining nations will participate!】 【Selecting participants…】 【Panlong Nation Player: Kai Orion】 【Countdown: 60, 59, 58…】 In his previous life — 2025 — Notch Corporation had released VR Minecraft. Kai Orion, a rising star in the MC community, purchased the equipment immediately. A rare talent, coupled with 12+ hours of rigorous daily training— He mastered the VR interface entirely.Every weapon, every tool, every trick — executed to perfection. Perhaps that brutal routine is what caused his sudden death. And then — he awoke in this fractured world. Nearly identical to his Earth in every way —except for the radiation, the System, and the absence of Minecraft… “You just wait for me.” “This time, I will erase every indignity ever suffered.” 【3, 2, 1… 0!】 A sensation of weightlessness seized him — and in an instant, he appeared in a pitch-black void, transformed into a block-shaped avatar. Simultaneously—his face was broadcast to the entire world. ——“So soon? Another Instance already?!” ——“Please… bring us more national fortune! We won’t survive otherwise…” ——“Panlong Nation! Victory! Victory!” Foreign “experts” chimed in with smug commentary: ——“Crafting knowledge is state-level intel. Panlong’s players all died out. No knowledge passed on. What do they think they can compete with?” ——“Still stuck in the beginner zone, hahahaha!” Panlong viewers roared back: ——“Show some respect! They were our martyrs!” ——“Heaven will protect us this time! Go, Kai Orion!” Of course — Kai saw none of it. He simply gazed upon the panel before him— A faint, fearless smile at the corner of his lips. 【Instance Name: Vanilla Speedrun Clear!】 【Instance Name: Vanilla Speedrun Clear!】 As the title suggests—everyone shares the same seed, and the goal is simple:defeat the Ender Dragon faster than anyone else. Each of the 150 contestants receives a personal, isolated world.No encounters.No PvP.No hunters stalking their prey—just pure, unadulterated speed. To ensure fairness:Identical spawn points.Identical chest contents.Beyond that—luck becomes its own form of strength. Once everyone digested the rules, the countdown resumed. Light blossomed.Pixels rendered into shape.The familiar, blocky world rose into view. Each participant stood frozen on their spawn—allowed only to look around. 【Game launch countdown: 60, 59, 58…】 Kai Orion found himself upon a vast sweep of sand. Sea on one side—grassland and forest on the other. A sprawling plains village lay just ahead. Turning toward the water, he noticed a faint column of bubbles rising from beneath the waves. A magma block trench below—and therefore— potential treasure. A bold strategy sparked within him. 【Countdown: 40, 39, 38…】 Kai ran through the speedrun route in his mind. To finish fast, I’ll need the F3 debug screen. Let’s see if this System allows it. F3—source of coordinates, structures, entity data—A secret weapon every world-record runner relied upon. He whispered silently in thought: System, open F3. A soft chime echoed exclusively in his ears: 【To assist contestants in achieving optimal speedrun performance, the F3 Panel is enabled for this Instance. Speak its exact name to activate it.】 Only in this Instance? A grin flickered in his eyes.No one else here even knows the F3 exists. He scanned the surroundings while analyzing the debug pie chart— A sudden flare of bright orange in one direction— —Buried treasure. He steadied his breathing. Worst case? Half an hour to finish. Best case?Fifteen minutes.