"???
Lin You's face was full of question marks, almost swearing out loud.
What the hell is this thing, cursing him to death right at the start.
Could it be a cursed letter?
But gradually, he felt something was off.
Because his gaze was quickly drawn to the content on the paper.
"Congratulations, stranger, when you read this letter, it means you are close to death..."
"It is an honor to tell you that the place you are in is a death zone among countless regions, known as a Lord Breeding Ground..."
"You must have many questions in your mind right now, but I must tell you, this is not the true Primordial Continent..."
"Every batch of new lords is randomly assigned to various major regions and given resources to grow. Once their power reaches Tier Six, they automatically leave this land for the true Primordial Continent, what we commonly refer to as leaving the Newbie Village..."
