Douluo: Awaken Your Brain and Become a Supercomputer

The morning mist was like a veil at the foot of Qianyan Mountain. I stood on the top of the mountain overlooking Panyan Village. A few hours ago, I was hit by an out-of-control heavy truck in the city. The martial soul is the brain - a piece of gray-white flesh suspended in mid-air, with no soul power and no attack power. It is facing the air in a daze, with a line of light blue text projected on the retina: High-dimensional luck trajectory detected, do you want to join the multiverse knowledge sharing group? The fat boy rushed up and shouted that the martial arts awakening would begin soon. I patted my trouser legs and walked down the mountain. The words were still hanging there.