Wenren Sheng then noticed another interesting character.
That person's experience was even more shocking.
His gaze shifted once more to a new, bustling metropolis.
Neon lights flickered here, and crowds surged through the streets. It was a gathering place of human civilization, as well as the starting point of countless dreams.
Yet for some, it was also where nightmares began.
Li Hao, an ordinary office worker, had transmigrated into this world because of an accident.
He had thought himself lucky, until he discovered that he had become a target of the "Transmigrator Cleanup Program."
At first, he had lived quite comfortably. He had not done anything major, merely painstakingly copied over the novels and anime from his own world.
Though his writing was not good enough to become a huge hit, he had at least made a decent fortune.
And it was safe, too. No one suspected how he had suddenly become so clever.
After all, his writing was only at the level of an average high school student.
As for ideas, anyone could come up with tens of thousands of them. No one could guarantee that someone else did not have a good idea.
One day, Li Hao returned from the mall.
Having just gone on a shopping spree, he was walking home when he suddenly felt his heart pounding faster and faster. An inexplicable fear enveloped him.
He sensed the stench of death, as if an invisible hand had him tightly in its grip.
His steps quickened of their own accord. He wanted to escape that feeling.
But no matter where he went, the fear followed him like a shadow. He began looking around for possible threats, but there were only hurried pedestrians and flickering lights.
At the other end of the city.
A secret organization was