The other person looked at her like she was crazy, so she could only patiently say, "Lately, we've been attracting too much attention. Do you think the promotion banquet is just a show? You, me, Carlos, Melink, and He Yu are all on the list, but I don't like being the center of their attention."
"This means that we will face more complex issues."
Fifteen minutes later, they arrived at the banquet hall, where some early guests were already eating.
The group exchanged simple greetings. Carlos cheerfully took a plate of pasta, sniffed it a few times, and said, "This is definitely not for human consumption." He then handed it all to Merlink.
The other person glanced at him, then turned to Yu Yu and the others and explained, "We added something, something like a nanocontroller. The person in charge probably thinks we're idiots."
“What a coincidence, I think so too.” Yu Jianchu wore that dress with a menacing air. It was said to be a design specially made for this group. She sat between two rows of champagne walls, browsing the forum with the privileges she had just acquired: “Don’t they just like to intimidate people? You can choose not to eat, but you still have to eat.”
After saying this, she casually tossed some poison into the rows of high-end goods—the special toxin of 602, enough to make someone ascend to heaven and play a game of Ludo with Jesus.
Compared to the massacre-like welcome banquet that Xien and Lu Jin experienced, this place was clearly more luxurious, making it seem like the former was just for beggars, while this was the place where truly powerful people would participate.
And most people were laughing; they looked so happy and carefree. The resources available around them were also endless, inexhaustible.
Then those people came over one by one to celebrate their promotions, chatting with the "heroes" about their contributions to Eoubs, how ferocious the forbidden creatures they had killed were, and what a remarkable achievement it was to do those things.
Are you sure He Yu will come?
Yu Jianchu put his arm around her forearm and suddenly asked this question.
At this moment, someone was loudly asking them why the "protagonist" wasn't there, and praising how powerful he was. That's good, only by being cruel and ruthless can one survive. There are always some fools talking about courage and care, but having no bottom line is the survival rule of this industry.
Yu Yu grew impatient and calmly handed over a glass of poisoned wine. The drunk man, like a child with no self-protection, picked up the glass and gulped it down before running off to continue his madness.
She was annoyed by these words and had no expectation of anything good happening next.
Then they realized what it meant for the plot to take a sharp turn for the worse.
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