I woke up to find that I had transmigrated to the primordial world, become the Ancestral Dragon, and been bound to a God-Tier Hegemony System.
From the start, it gave me a dragon clan treasure. Quest rewards included a Chaos bloodline, and the System’s prompts nagged me every day to unite the primordial world.
I nodded on the surface, but all I really wanted was to slack off and quietly develop cuisine and farming.
Until one day, the System finally lost patience. “If the Host still refuses to compete for hegemony, the self-destruct sequence will begin, ”
I calmly pulled out a homemade hot pot, a Primordial Treasure-tier creation. “Don’t rush. How about we cook some Kunpeng wings first?”
The System crashed on the spot, but my actions alarmed the Heavenly Dao, which sent down thunderbolts from the Ninth Heaven.
I looked up at the sky and silently set up a barbecue grill...
Where am I?
My chaotic thoughts rose like silt stirred from the bottom, trying to grasp at something, but coming up with nothing. Until
“Ding!”
A crisp, emotionless voice with a strange penetrating quality rang directly in the deepest part of his consciousness.
“Compatible soul fluctuations detected. Binding God-Tier Hegemony System...”
“Binding successful!”
“Welcome, esteemed Host. You have arrived in the primordial world and become the ancestor of the dragon clan: the Ancestral Dragon.”
The Ancestral Dragon?
The primordial world?
