Lin Mo thought he was just an ordinary takeaway boy.
Until one day a golden ball of light hit my brain, leaving behind a line of cold words:
[Ding——Host, I am your system. The previous host was the last martial arts supreme in the Three Thousand Worlds, and he entrusted me to you before his death.
From now on, I will make you stronger. Very strong.
Lin Mo looked at the braised chicken that was almost cold in his hand, and then at the gangsters on the ground who were bullying others just now.
"... Okay."
Then, start from this street.
