Eight Worlds and Eight Selves, Eventually Become One

Lu Li woke up in a field of chrysanthemums. The woman in white told him: "The center of the circle is waiting." He didn't understand what this meant - until he discovered at work that the word "center of the circle" actually appeared in the memory of an ordinary citizen. Eight worlds, eight identities, eight him. When Lu Li finally stood in front of the center of the circle, he had to make a choice—— Should we continue reincarnation, or become the light at the center of the circle, illuminating the entire circle?