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The enraged boss watched as the Game Pod slowly opened and was about to unleash all the fury in his heart at the sight of the figure inside.
However, upon seeing the abnormal pallor of the person's face, the leader timely halted his questions and, in unison with a few managers by his side, furrowed their brows.
"Moxiang, what's the matter?" Though his anger was suppressed, the tone of his voice still conveyed a sense of outrage.
Cold Night Fragrance crawled out from within, not standing up, but crawling out, his face flushed red with bloodshot eyes visible.
"Ugh!!"
As soon as his head emerged from the Game Pod, he actually vomited...
But the onlookers did not leave; they could not leave, as they needed to find out why there was no contact in the game—this was a matter of utmost importance.
In preparation to confront that terrifying behemoth, every single detail had to be flawless.
Now, their frowns deepened even further.