It seemed a very, very long time had passed since he last spun this grand prize wheel.
So long that even Zhang Sanxian, with his steadfast will, could not help but feel a trace of drifting thoughts arise.
He wondered whether the next opportunity to draw a prize would come before this dungeon world came to an end.
"Thinking too much is pointless."
The stray thoughts vanished in a flash.
Zhang Sanxian steadied his mind and fixed his gaze on the enormous wheel before him, its surface engraved with countless reward options. No longer hesitating, he gave a low shout in his heart: "Draw!"
Buzz!
In an instant, the slender needle at the wheel's center began spinning madly, becoming a great vortex of light.
The entire prize wheel rang out with a crisp series of clinks and chimes.
Fast—fast to the absolute extreme.
So fast that even with Zhang Sanxian's terrifying perception, he could neither follow nor see it clearly.
Yet this extreme rotation lasted only an instant.
Click!
With a clean, decisive sound, the wildly spinning wheel went from motion to stillness in an instant, coming to a complete halt.
Only the slender needle remained, firmly pointing at an option glimmering with a dark golden sheen—[Modified Demi-Human Bloodline].
"Demi-human?"
Zhang Sanxian was slightly taken aback. He had heard of the term before. "The kind of existence that can keep resurrecting? So-so."
Then he noticed the prefix before the item's name. "But what exactly is a Modified Demi-Human...?"
Surprise and curiosity intertwined. With a thought, Zhang Sanxian chose to receive the reward.
The next moment, a strange force, as profound as a cosmic abyss of stars and as ethereal as the breath of primordial beginnings, emerged out of nowhere.
It instantly coursed through his limbs and bones, sank deep into