Cultivation: A Divine Beast Named Mew Is Sealed Inside Me

The first thing Lin Feng felt as he regained consciousness was something cold and hard, with the heavy, earthy smell of soil. Then came a pain that swept through his whole body and sank into his bones, as if every bone had been broken apart and hastily pieced back together. He struggled to open his heavy eyelids. All he could see was a blur of darkness, and it took several seconds for his eyes to adjust. This wasn't the ceiling of his rented room, cluttered with figurines and game posters. He was in a low, cramped cave. Rough rock walls were exposed, beaded with moisture. The air reeked of dust, sweat, and an indescribable mineral stench that made him sick. Faint light filtered in from the entrance, barely outlining several ragged figures curled up in the corners, groaning or snoring softly. “Where... am I?” Lin Feng's throat was as dry as sandpaper, and his voice came out hoarse and weak. His last memory was of staying up all night grinding through a newly released open-world Pokemon game. A strange rainbow light, like a data stream gone haywire, had flashed before his eyes. Then came unbearable pain and total darkness. “Did I transmigrate?” The thought wrapped around his heart like an icy snake. The scene before him was unmistakably the plight of the lowest kind of mine slave, just like in the novels! As he tried to sit up and check his condition, an utterly cold, irresistible will suddenly descended! Devoid of emotion, it scanned his body and soul in an instant, like the most efficient mechanical program. Suitable host detected. Binding in progress. Target locked: Mythical Pokémon, Mew... Coordinates anchored. Executing highest-priority directive: Forced sealing!