I gaze up at the second world.

In the end, I lost.

I had planned to drag it to a draw somehow... but...

Yes. The Primitive Immortal won.

It seems that Sama Baek won’t move to summon me. The martial artist, who has watched for years, wants to resolve his grudge with his own hands.

Both the hidden grudge and the grudge against me can only be best dealt with by his own power.

The first world was a great mistake, but it was warm enough to be considered as heat. If you receive a world in that way, you know it’s about that level, right?@@novelbin@@

I gained everything I could, so even though I made a mistake at the end, I’ll consider it a success.

But the second world is a failure.

I didn’t gain much warmth. Sama Baek will likely provide the resources, but it’s just like having made a deal with the light that fell to the bottom here.

Resisting the absurdity, seeking to resolve the hatred poured out, and avenging those who insulted me.

The choice to make a contract with an ordinary person who fell to the bottom.

At least I’m lucky that I can gather warmth from this, but it’s still insufficient.

Fortunately, I haven’t failed by doing nothing.

I gained knowledge.

I gained far more knowledge than when I endured for a long time in the first world to obtain Yaslre’s knowledge.

Tongcheon Gyoju Daegon. A being who, based on biotechnology that reached the level of soul editing, conquered his own world and waged wars of invasion on other worlds.

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