Liu Jun savored the drink in the tavern, observing everything in this world.
"May I sit here?" A tall and robust man approached and sat down.
God glanced at the man.
He used a subtle concealment technique, a mysterious man who could sense him...
"A stranger from the distant stars?" God suddenly spoke.
Lately, a certain Goddess of Destiny was fishing, often attracting unknown enemies upon hearing.
"Just a small traveler." The man appeared ordinary and said, "You can call me Bal."
Liu Jun took out tarot cards and began to predict the man's fate.
Bal.
An unremarkable life, born three hundred and seventy years ago in a remote town of the Moonhill Empire, with a mundane upbringing, adventuring...
Even as the town's strongest, upon reaching the big city, or even the cosmic world, he was merely an ordinary strong person.
"Stranger, your experiences are fabricated, you replaced a native?" God suddenly became interested.
The man was very strong.
