When Chun and his team arrived at the south gate, all 70 guild members had already assembled with swords, guns, bows, axes, and shields. I have to say, there are three to four hundred people downstairs at the internet cafe. To take them all in, we'd have to upgrade the guild to level 40.
Chun didn't waste any words: "Let's go!"
Great God understood perfectly: "Form a circle formation and protect Brother Chun."
As Chun was a moving short video traffic package, his leaving the city became crucial material for streamers, which meant that they would follow even if it meant death. As a result, hundreds of people chased from behind to film.
Chun didn't mind. "Go ahead and film. The more players we have in the wild, the less pressure we face."
In the next moment, thousands of players emerged from the city.
Chun was amazed: "Are they filming too?"
