Oh, impressive, there's actually a containment method like this.
Li Cheng's eyes lit up. The backpack prohibited the storage of living things, and the space devices that could store live beings all had various limitations — either limited capacity or time-consuming access.
Using talisman nails to draw a dragon into the paper was convenient, practical, and stylish. This was also the advantage of being in a state guild — the power system was clear and complete, with dedicated think tanks, logistics, and medical teams coordinating behind the scenes.
He stored away the macaque painting paper, and the talisman nails drew more dragons, methodically storing the bodies of the hyena and the other six players into the paintings one by one.
Everyone here was an unlucky soul dragged into the killing field. Seeing their comrades die like this, it was hard not to feel a pang of sorrow. Bringing their bodies back to the real Earth for burial was still better than dying in the Otherworld.
