Global Composite Master: Compositing an Undead Army from the Start

Before Chen Mo could speak, Liu Yiyi’s phone suddenly rang.

"I need to take this call."

Liu Yiyi looked at her phone. Seeing it was her mother calling, she promptly answered.

"Hello, Mom..."

"Yiyi, your dad’s gotten ill and has been hospitalized. You should hurry over."

Her mother’s anxious voice came through the phone, catching Liu Yiyi off guard.

With his attributes greatly enhanced and his hearing far superior to that of ordinary people, Chen Mo clearly heard the conversation, even without being close to the phone’s receiver.

Her grandpa is sick!