The good news: Chen Mo transmigrated.
The bad news: On his very first day, someone was lying beside him.
The worse news: That person was a pervert with B-rank talent. The previous owner of this body had been harassed into a mental breakdown before giving it up.
Chen Mo thought that was the full extent of his hellish start: a run-down prison, F-rank talent, and instructors who used profanity as his daily alarm clock. Then he discovered that this world was ruled by a talent-detection System, and that the System couldn’t detect Ultraman’s power at all.
So when everyone laughed at the frail girl who had been measured as F-rank, Chen Mo was the only one who stared at her in shock.
A light lay dormant within her: Zoffy.
The only person in the entire universe who knew the truth, he became the only one like her in this world.
Then trouble came knocking.
Outside the prison, the army of the Qingling Kingdom had breached the pass, and the flames of war were spreading this way.
Even more absurdly, Belial’s dark energy had somehow seeped in, and it was specifically after the power of Zoffy.
“Host, traces of Belial’s dark energy detected. It’s here to kill you.”
“...I just want to quietly be an extra. Is that too much to ask?”
“Yes. Because there’s light inside you.”
Chen Mo looked at Wen Zhir an, who had only just learned to clutch his sleeve, then glanced at the approaching tide of darkness and sighed.
Fine. If he couldn’t keep it hidden...
Then he’d show this world what true light was.
And so, on the day he emerged from seclusion, the world was stunned...
Zoffy?
