A floating airship came flying from the sky, dropping a golden airdrop over his head.
If Qing Chen hadn't stepped back, this thing would have killed him.
He opened the golden airdrop, only to find a black box inside, with a note placed on top.
Qing Chen glanced at the note and paused for a moment.
This thing must be used with caution, or it might cause the Superconductor World to enter the third epoch...
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Outside the 8th Multidimensional World, already a thousand players had assembled.
They were standing guard outside, ready for action, as if a world-ending demon king would soon emerge from that tree hole, and they were the heroes destined to save the world.
The old man on Ginkgo Mountain leisurely watched the scene like an ordinary player, yet he felt a sense of joy inside.
His son was excellent no matter where he went.
Now, accusations against Qing Chen were everywhere, but the old man didn't mind the indignant players. How mediocre must one be to avoid envy?
