As the system's voice echoed, a pitch-black and profound black hole suddenly appeared before Zhu Youji.
Zhu Youji stared at the dark void and murmured, "It must be a hope seed crafted by merging machinery and mechanical techniques with Taoist artifact refining and other families' and even the Six Realms' capabilities."
"So, aspects like storage space, time-space tunnels, destiny, and fortune are all perfectly refined. After all, this pioneer had boundless lifespan."
In the next moment, a dark golden metal sphere fell out from the black hole and rolled to Zhu Youji's feet.
"Please continue to work hard, host..."
The system's cold mechanical tone seemed to carry a hint of personification.
Zhu Youji reached out and picked up the dark golden metal sphere, pressing it gently.
"Whoosh..."