[Detected that a reincarnator's power has exceeded the critical limit and will cause irreversible effects on the Main God Space.] [Initiating emergency response protocol—******.] [Reincarnation—Forcibly Terminated—] [Execution begins!]
Huh?! What the hell?!
As they listened to the Main God's voice echo in their minds, the Central Continent Team had not even fully relaxed from their relief at surviving the disaster before their expressions froze.
What did it mean by—forced termination?
The answer came in the next second.
A pillar of light, identical to the ones that appeared whenever they returned, descended from nothingness and precisely enveloped everyone except Zhang Qi.
No one was given time to react.
"Fuck!"
Zheng Zha's roar had only made it halfway out of his throat before the pillar of light swallowed him whole.
It was as though someone had pressed the power button on a television remote. The pristine blue sky, the golden giant slowly crumbling apart, the countless dancing motes of light that symbolized rebirth—
Everything was instantly compressed into an infinitely tiny point of white, then extinguished completely.
What followed was a sensation of weightlessness—
The world spun around him.
It felt like he had been shoved into a washing machine and someone had turned the spin cycle to maximum.
When Zheng Zha regained control of his body, he smelled a familiar, strange mixture of printer toner and cheap instant coffee.
Above him were pale fluorescent tubes that emitted a constant low hum.
He was standing in a cubicle.
The coworkers around him—faces he had thought would exist only in distant memories—were now staring at him as though they had seen a ghost.
A bespectacled girl dropped the mug in her hand with a crash. It shattered into several pieces, and brown coffee rapidly spread