In the void, amid endless chaos.
A consciousness looked around with some curiosity.
"Stake everything you have, and I will grant your wish." A voice appeared, its source unknown, yet carrying an air of mystery.
"My wish?" The consciousness pondered, then finally answered, "I want to witness limitless wonders, and I want to take part in them."
"Wonders? Limitless? No, not enough," the voice said.
"Not enough?" The consciousness was puzzled.
"Correct. You have quite a few chips, but they are still 'finite.' You cannot wager the 'finite' for the 'infinite,'" the voice gently coaxed.
"Isn't gambling all about staking something small to win something big?" The consciousness seemed quite clear on what "gambling" meant.
"You may wish for a direction. With your chips, you can explore in that direction. You must also decide for yourself what to stake on the gamble."
"The direction I wish for is wonders. As for the stake, how about where I came from?" the consciousness ventured.
"The gamble is sealed." The voice turned cold and emotionless.
Cold. Hard.
Dongguan slowly woke and found himself lying on a concrete surface.
Around him, he also saw other people slowly waking.
"Where is this?" He rubbed his forehead.
He seemed to have had an extremely long dream.
Dream and reality had become confused, and he could barely remember them clearly.
In his memories, he seemed to have entered the world of "Swallowed Star," growing all the way from Earth to the universe, the Universe Ocean, and the Source World.
Apart from the initial "transmigration," it seemed quite coherent.
But those memories were too long and vast. He had only vague impressions and could not remember the specifics.
The reason he called it "quite coherent" was that even his earliest memories seemed somewhat blurry. If it had been