"What? I actually got transported into the world of Legend?"
Hong Haier could hardly believe what had happened to him. Clutching a broken tree branch, he kept drawing circles on the ground and cursing whoever had sent him here: may their children be born without an asshole, may they draw a 3, 4, 5, or 6 but never a 7 when playing cards, may they always deal into someone else’s winning hand at mahjong, and may every needle prick their fingers when they sew.
"Ding! Congratulations, Host. You’ve completed the transmigration mission and received 10 billion in universal currency for the world of Legend. We hope you enjoy your time in Legend."
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
