Rust Iron Hell, District 5, atop a crane tower
Atop a crane tower at an abandoned construction site in the light rain.
Tiandao leaned against the steel beam at the edge of the crane tower, leisurely watching the Dimensional Screen before him.
Six years had carved his once-youthful features into sharp, defined lines.
Combined with his height of 1.9 meters and perfect nine-head proportion,
even casually reclining against a steel beam gave Tiandao the air of a fashion model.
"Lord Pay-to-Win, huh? Chen Kong has changed quite a bit."
"After all, he used to be such a shy kid that he'd blush just from making eye contact with pretty girls."
Knowing that these words would never be broadcast,
Tiandao spoke without the slightest restraint.
He practically could not be bothered to keep up the act.
After all, he had exchanged for a cheap yet extremely useful privilege
from the Popularity Mall.
Deletion Privilege: You may freely delete any footage you do not wish to broadcast. Popularity Price: 200,000
"Honestly, even though I've read the original work many times in advance,"
"I still can't connect the current Chen Kong with who he was six years ago. The difference is just too great."
"Looks like over those missing six years, the production team secretly planted plenty of controllable 'blank spaces' for Chen Kong as well."
"Otherwise, how could Chen Kong, who should have been teleported near the Seven Great Floating Cities, have ended up in the Steam Capital, so far from the New Federation's core region?"
Even so, Tiandao's tone remained entirely relaxed.
Chen Kong might have changed greatly,
but Tiandao had changed even more.
Trying to snatch the throne of number one popularity from his hands?
Chen Kong was still far from capable of that.
"Alright, the time is