"What do I want to do..."
Watching Clint sink into a low mood, the crimson killer didn't continue speaking and got up to leave.
This was their judgment about this era, and Clint became the first target of their transformation project, which could be said to have some experimental nature as well.
But mere words were obviously not enough.
Lin Miao, listening intently from a distance, heard the entire conversation between the two without missing a word. After pondering for a moment, he gave Lucy a look, who smartly headed towards the basement.
Ding—
The crimson killer's mailbox received a new email.
[Mission Hint: You seem to be searching for something, and the company's braindance editor Arturo might have what you need. Go find out.]
A thing that can destroy the human spirit also has the power to reshape it.
Braindance is undoubtedly a great invention with immeasurable potential.
