Ding.
A voice rang out, as clear as someone striking a bell inside his head.
“Host's vital signs are critical… Myriad Worlds Summoning System forcibly activated…”
“Loading…10%…30%…70%…”
Lin Ye could barely hear anymore. Darkness surged over him like a tide, engulfing his limbs, chest, and head. Only the cold, mechanical electronic voice in his mind kept going, stubbornly piercing through the chaos.
“…Loading complete. Host identity confirmed: Lin Ye, sixteen years old, human. Talent rating: no data available. Soul strength: critical.”
“Newbie gift pack delivered. Contents: one free Mythic-grade summon.”
“Use it now?”
