Sunlight squeezed through the gaps in the tattered curtains, stabbing Li Fei's eyes with pain. He jolted upright, gasping for breath, his forehead drenched in cold sweat.
The car crash. The piercing screech of brakes. The deafening crash of metal.
He touched his face. It was intact. Then he looked around. This was the rental apartment from ten years ago, with peeling walls and an unwashed instant-noodle bowl still on the table.
“Did I... come back to life?”
A mechanical voice suddenly rang out in his mind.
[Appraisal System bound successfully.]
[Host: Li Fei]
[Ability: Can identify the authenticity, age, material, and potential market value of any item.]
[Current Level
