Xie Guichen ran into something strange.
He was the Martial Saint of this world, yet he was bound to a System with slapdash graphics, whose missions were little more than a joke.
Looking to retire and have some fun, he took on the most ridiculous jobs using the most basic martial arts.
Then he discovered that people like him, all bound to Systems and known as the “Chosen,” were going mad and disappearing one after another, or turning into monsters shackled in chains.
They muttered about “the Gate,” “the altar,” and “purging.”
The jade pendant fragment he found came from the same source as his System's rewards, yet it could soothe their madness.
The enemies he defeated bore the same ominous aura as the ancient ruins.
And deep in the database of his idiotic System, scraps of text remained: “Order Array damaged” and “Seventh calibration failed.”
Xie Guichen closed the pretentious book, An Introductory Analysis of Basic Grappling Techniques, and gazed at the colossal shadow in the deepest part of the fog.
He suddenly understood: this was no star-making program.
It was an out-of-control experiment spanning the ages.
And he, an unexpected “max-level account,” had become the only variable to...
