Darkness, then light.
Ian Song realized he was standing in the middle of a wilderness. Not far away, he could see a wide highway—this had to be the outskirts.
But by usual routine, he should have returned to the Silver Space inside the system, then gone from the Silver Space back to the real world. Yet now, he found himself here instead.
For a moment—
Ian Song felt a bit lost.
He frowned slightly and said, "Meow-Meow, what’s going on? Why am I here?"
After years of silence, Meow-Meow’s voice rang out in Ian’s mind: "Host, this is another world!"
"Damn it, why did I end up in another world?" Ian snapped, annoyed.
Meow-Meow explained, "According to system rules, every time a host completes four worlds, there will be an elimination-type traversal."
"What does that mean?" Ian asked in a low voice.
“What do you mean? Are the natives of this world really that strong?”
“Figure it out yourself! That’s all I can tell you. From here on, you’re on your own!” Meow-Meow said.
Once Meow-Meow finished speaking, no matter how Ian pressed, it refused to say another word.
Just then, the cold voice of the system sounded:
“Ding! Mission One complete: Joined Pristine Way Sect. Reward: 50 million Fame Points.”
“Ding! Mission Two complete: Became sect master of Pristine Way Sect. Reward: 1 billion Fame Points.”
“Ding! Mission Three complete: Unified all Human sects and became Human leader. Reward: 2 billion Fame Points.”
“Ding! Mission Four complete: Led Humanity to defeat the Demon Race. Reward: 5 billion Fame Points.”
“Ding! Mission Five complete: Led Humanity to defeat the Devil Race. Reward: 10 billion Fame Points.”
Hearing the system’s prompts, Ian couldn’t help but smile. Five missions had earned him a grand total of 18.05 billion Fame Points.
Just as Ian was about to call up the system interface, the system prompt sounded again: Ding! Congratulations, host has leveled up to 19. One lottery chance awarded.
Ding! Congratulations, host has leveled up to 20. One lottery chance awarded.
Ding! System has reached upgrade requirements. Upgrade in progress. Estimated upgrade time: 72 hours. System will reopen after 72 hours.
"Damn it!"
Hearing the system was about to upgrade, Ian was speechless. If he’d known, he would’ve used his lottery chances first.
Who knows, maybe he could have drawn two useful skills or divine abilities.
Although Ian was a bit annoyed at the system’s sudden upgrade, he quickly calmed himself—after all, this was a strange world, and a dangerous one at that.
With a thought, he activated Clairvoyant Vision, extending his sight outward.
He saw a modern city several li away, but soon froze, because he noticed all sorts of bizarre flying vehicles—car-shaped, saucer-shaped, box-shaped, house-shaped, even coffin-shaped.
Of course, there were regular cars in the city too, each with sleek, perfect lines that gave off a strong sci-fi vibe.
However, his Clairvoyant Vision only covered a small part of the city. To truly understand this world, he’d have to go inside.
Just as he was about to act, he suddenly remembered Meow-Meow’s warning: besides the three thousand other hosts, the natives here seemed pretty formidable too.
So, Ian decided to wait here and ambush a native, interrogate them, and figure out what this world was really like.
His gaze settled on the highway. Since there was a road, there had to be cars driving by.
Sure enough, after less than five minutes, a flashy red sports car sped over, driven by a purple-haired youth with a roguish smile.
Condense qi into a needle!
Ian flicked his finger, shooting out a true qi needle like lightning, piercing the sports car’s rear tire.
The true qi went into the tire with no sound of air leaking, just as Ian expected. The next moment, the qi needle exploded inside the tire.
“Screech!”
A sharp braking noise rang out. The purple-haired youth’s eyes flashed with confusion. He pushed open the door, got out, and frowned at the blown-out rear tire.
Just then, a figure flashed by—the purple-haired youth suddenly found himself facing a retro-looking young man in long robes and long hair.
Before the youth could say a word, Ian tapped his brow and sent a Puppet Mastery divine art into his body.
This purple-haired youth’s mental strength was much greater than an ordinary Earthling’s, but he still couldn’t resist the Puppet Mastery—he was enslaved in less than three seconds.
“What’s your name?” Ian asked.
“Daniel Zhang.”
“Good. Briefly introduce yourself and explain the situation in this world!”
“Reporting to Master, I’m a fourth-year student at Westchuan University’s School of Business in Plumridge City. My father Marcus Zhang is an interstellar merchant, my mother is a regular police officer...”
After hearing Daniel Zhang’s introduction, Ian was shocked—this world had already reached the interstellar age.
The historical landscape here was much like his old world. Three hundred years ago, there were hundreds of countries on this planet, but now it was unified as the Federation Empire, ruling eleven life planets.
Right now, Ian was standing in Plumridge City, Westchuan Province, which used to be part of the ancient Eastern Empire.
The city he’d just detected was Plumridge City itself.