In the silent reaches of space, two figures floated above low Earth orbit like visitors from another planet, motionless as meteors frozen in place.
Clutching the crystal and the card in his hand, Lin An stared blankly at where Number 77 had disappeared.
Number 77 had left just like that, without a sound, as if he had never appeared at all.
If not for the System's light screen before him having updated, and the Abyss Corpse still standing beside him...
At that moment, Lin An even felt that this was merely a dream.
"Beep. The mission panel has been updated." "Current accepted mission: Ghost Skull." "Mission time limit countdown: 719 hours." "Warning: Please enter the Special Event Ghost Skull Scenario within 719 hours. This mission is calculated as a civilization Doomsday mission." "Maximum number of civilization members carried: 10. Highest entry level: peak Sixth Order." "Mission Reward: 100 Doomsday Points, ???"
The text was bright red, and the explanation was brief.
Looking at the Special Event mission Number 77 had accepted for him, Lin An's heart tightened. He immediately realized that this was the mission Number 77 had previously insisted he switch to.
Thinking of that Big Eyeball, although it had claimed that it had not plotted against him, Lin An only had to think for a moment to realize that if not for the matter of the Stellar Battlefield, he would probably have been thrown directly into this mission to test whether he had the potential to embark on the path of the three systems.
"The Special Event Ghost Skull will help with the soul and mind?"
Lin An slightly furrowed his brows, and Number 77's meaningful gaze flashed before his eyes.
That Big Eyeball seemed to have seen through it—not that, but the answer to the