Wu Xiaode had never thought things would turn out like this.
The world was a blank space.
Standing opposite him was not some monster, but a person.
A muscular bald man.
"I heard that entering the secret space always involved a fight to the death with monsters, but I didn't expect to see a person,"
Wu Xiaode tentatively said.
The bald man directly threw a card at Wu Xiaode.
Wu Xiaode casually caught the card.
The card felt somewhat heavy in his hand, and on closer inspection, one could see a dense and orderly integrated circuit on the back of the card.
As for the front of the card—
It depicted the image of the bald man with lines of small text below:
"Prisoner: Nanxuan Fist God."
"Real name unknown."
"This is one of the supreme beings of the Martial Arts Civilization, notorious for countless evils, who uploaded his consciousness into a quantum storage card at the moment of his death."
