"You are..."
Qi Mingchan looked in the direction of the voice and saw a red-haired Westerner, probably around thirty or forty years old. His body was as muscular as a bodybuilder's, and his face and body were covered with scars. His eyes were filled with a gloomy light.
Danger!
For some reason, upon seeing this man, he felt a chilling sensation all over his body, sending a shiver down his spine.
"This place is the 'Immortal Lord's Space'..."
The red-haired Westerner said calmly, "I was born in the Great New Colony, and my name is 'Zhou Yan.' As to why you are here, congratulations, you unlucky folks, you have been chosen by the supreme and omnipotent Immortal Lord to participate in a game... although there is no reward for winning the game, the punishment for losing..."
He cracked a smile, revealing his ghastly white teeth: "is death!"
"What?"
Qi Mingchan was immediately shocked; he had just been admitted to Mei Mountain University, and he was not ready to die.
"Lies!"
