Lor attempted to release part of his perception to touch the Second World entry credential.
In that instant, a piece of feedback information was transmitted to him in a wondrous manner.
[Detected biological perception. Confirm this credential's binder?]
"Yes." Lor tentatively conveyed his answer to the Second World entry credential through perception.
[Binding successful, access to the Second World has been granted.
The binder may make the following choices.
1: Enter the Second World.
2: Modify the original credentials' appearance.
3: Contribute material in exchange for Illusion Dream Value.]
"Enter the Second World." Lor ignored the other options and directly chose the first one.
The appearance of the credential was unimportant; it was better to first see what the Second World was truly like.
His entire plan hinged on this.
"Hoo—"
Lor's perception seemed to enter a long, pitch-black tunnel, constantly moving forward under the pull of some inexplicable force.
