"Chen Luo, you're done for."
Those words nearly scared Chen Luo to death.
Had anyone else said it, Chen Luo would have scoffed. But this was a prophecy delivered by Prophet Rice herself.
Impossible. Absolutely impossible.
How could I, the Void Monarch, be done for?
All those dangers in my previous life, all those monstrous creatures, failed to kill me. Now, barely three months into the apocalypse, something capable of killing me already exists?
Even against a King Rank, I'd still have a chance to escape.
But Rice had pronounced his death sentence.
Chen Luo could no longer spare any attention for Zhao Hai. He had to ask Rice exactly how to avert this disaster.
For anyone else, Rice could only foresee events about ten minutes ahead. For Chen Luo, however, she could foresee half an hour into the future.
In other words, the danger would strike in roughly half an hour.
Chen Luo pressed his palms together. "Rice, tell me more."
Rice began sensing it carefully, then let out a long breath.
"I sense that you almost died. It's extremely dangerous, but there seems to be an incredible benefit."
Rice could only discern the outcome, not the details of the process, such as what caused the danger.
Zhao Hai had just arrived with news of an extraordinarily terrifying zombie. That made it highly likely that the danger came from that zombie.
A hundred meters in an instant? Wind Blade?
It had to be a level seven wind mutant at the very least. Otherwise, it couldn't be that fast.
Fuck, is that zombie really coming after me?
Chen Luo frowned. He didn't remember a zombie like this ever appearing.
*The butterfly effect, probably. By this point in my previous life, I'd already been driven out of the Villa District. The