Capítulo 1219: Chapter 1108 "F*ck, Flying Sword!"_1

Lincoln didn't compliment the development team's efforts, nor did he point out their problems on the spot.

Instead, he patted Randall and Fred on the shoulders and said:

"You both improve these two enhancement paths, then each of you pick 9 people to form two 10-member teams, and before we knock off work this afternoon, we will have a match."

"Huh?"

Randall and Fred looked puzzled.

"Have a match?"

"How to compete?"

"You guys choose the enhancement path freely. As for me, I will design a new enhancement path. Once I'm done, let's have a bit of fun." Lincoln explained his idea to them.

However, his explanation didn't quite hit the mark.

Whether it was Randall and Fred, or the employees who were summoned by Fred to demonstrate the effects of the prosthetic limbs and potions, their faces were full of question marks.

Randall was the first to react: