Chapter 397: What the Hell Kind of Title Is This?

He was finally back.

Standing once again in that pure white space, Fang Zheng let out a sigh of relief. This world had left a far greater impact on Fang Zheng than any other, not just because he had broken through the legendary bottleneck here. It was more because the darkness and corruption of this world made it somewhat suffocating for Fang Zheng. Honestly, even facing the cultists back in the Main World seemed better than continuing to stay in this world. After all, in the Main World, despite the chaos and decay among the cultists, you could at least find some comfort from the kindness of ordinary people.

But in this world... damn, Fang Zheng felt like drawing his sword and slaying anyone he passed on the street.

Let the Swarm deal with this hellish world; I can't take it anymore.

With that thought, Fang Zheng shook his head, then once again looked towards the system in front of him and spoke.

"Begin the settlement."