Ji Dong slightly furrowed his brows and recalled that the last time this circle of light had asked whether he was willing to fight to save the world from an apocalypse, he had originally agreed. However, because Xiao'ai suddenly disappeared in the midst, he hadn't made a choice.
This time, it simply displayed a number.
Does this mean that whether he was willing or not, his name was already listed?
Number 7, was this the code assigned to him?
Strangely, although Ji Dong still hadn't figured out what this suddenly emerged circle of light on his arm was all about, he felt inside that this thing must be incredibly important!
Otherwise, how could he explain all those unimaginable things happening around him and to him recently?
Ji Dong only thought for a while, then made up his mind.
He unplugged the IV needle from the back of his hand, dressed in his hospital gown, and stepping down from the hospital bed, his bare feet touched the cold floor, instantly sending a chill up his legs.
