"—————!"
When Fang Zheng regained his senses, he found himself in a ghostly place that looked like a pitch-black, dim basement. Standing before him were several individuals dressed almost like cultists. Upon seeing Fang Zheng appear, the leader immediately spoke.
"Master Hero, please save this world!"
"What?"
At that moment, Fang Zheng heard three voices beside him. Turning to look, he saw three young people, seemingly students, dressed in school uniforms and holding various weapons, standing up from the ground... Hmm? What kind of setup is this?
Wait, why do I feel my hand is a bit heavy?
Fang Zheng lowered his head and saw a shield had somehow appeared on his right arm... Shield?
???
What the hell is this shield?
"Ah ah ah, Master Hero, please save this world!"
Soon, the cleric, dressed like a cultist, spoke again. The young man beside him then asked.
"What does this mean?"
