Lin Mo felt that not a single second of his life had ever been this absurd. One moment, he was renting a place.
Inside, he sat in front of his computer, munching on chilled watermelon as he complained about the villain's questionable intelligence in some period drama. “That's it? If I were there, I'd bet the main cast wouldn't last three episodes!”
The next second, a flash of white light filled his vision. A watermelon seed was still stuck between his teeth when a completely emotionless mechanical voice exploded in his ear: [Ding! Villain Development System successfully bound! Host Lin Mo, welcome to the Great Yan Dynasty.]
