Got It
編輯: Nyoi-Bo Studio
In the end, his finger didn't fall.
"But I really don't feel anything... "
"It's fine. Just pick one randomly. Just treat it as a lucky draw. Don't feel pressured. "
"God, you said it yourself. " Mo Jiawei swiftly shifted his gaze, pointed at the map, and giggled. "God, I think this place is not bad. "
"Yeah! I think so too! " Fang Heng nodded in agreement and looked at the map.
Upon closer look, he mused, "Eh? This place is... the Eastern region? It seems quite near, too... Damn, isn't this the prison shelter? ! "
"Are you kidding me? " Fang Heng looked up again, but Mo Jiawei had already dropped a simple sleeping bag and logged off.
Fang Heng scratched his hair. Things had gotten troublesome.
He had thought that District 8's Plan Scorpio would be an entry point, but who would have thought that it would be forcefully terminated because the server opening time was too short? Plan Scorpio being out of his reach was unexpected.