C787 I Hope You Can Leave Alive(2)

He had this gut feeling—he wouldn't be bested by the Creation God!

So, Zhang Ze whispered to himself, "Creation God, I wish to enter the Yellow Millet Dream."

The voice of the Creation God echoed in his thoughts, "Very well, but remember, making the wrong choice is simply wasting time."

"Got it."

Zhang Ze's compatibility sat at a mere 5%. Time was running out.

Soon