Bab 93: Chapter 93: The Mark of Blood

Linghu Wetland Park.

By an unnamed river, the surroundings consisted of burnt soil and tree trunks.

The previous fire had been extinguished, torches encircled the open space, corralling twenty-nine disheartened captives in the center.

It was now the second half of the night, and in a few hours, it would be dawn.

Night Ten yawned, looking towards Old White.

"How long until the Manager returns?"

"I don't know."

"And Wild Wind?"

Fang Chang pointed his chin towards the half-dug cave by the river.

"He had class in the afternoon and fell asleep there."

Logging off in the game was quite convenient except for safely logging off at respawn points, any scene that resulted in loss of consciousness could disconnect you.

That included, but was not limited to, being knocked unconscious or simply sleeping.

However, this method wouldn't save your Gene Sequence progress.

Hearing that Wild Wind had gone to class, Night Ten asked in confusion.

"Didn't he send his assistant the PPT?"