Thirty miles outside Zhenyue City, Ma Jia emerged from the glow.
He looked at the dungeon entrance prompt before him, interlacing his fingers behind him and stretching backward. With the rapid trembling of his flesh and fascia, his body kept extending, accompanied by the sounds of bones rubbing and muscle fibers twitching within.
With a breath, his elongated body returned to normal.
He loosened up his body, full of energy, ready to tackle a grand mission.
From his personal space, he took out an invitation card. The card bore the number 19.
He felt very satisfied with this ranking. He acknowledged that getting this result in the Steam Phantom Plane partly owed to Peace's efforts. Well, honestly, quite a lot.
But this didn't affect his confidence in his ability to strategize dungeons. Even without Peace, purely based on his own hard work, he was confident of entering the top hundred.
His confidence stemmed from his Hidden Class—the Flesh Invader.
