He... when did he get so close...
Black Trojan felt his body stiffen instantly, a chill flooding his mind as it shot up his spine.
Before becoming a player, Black Trojan was an experienced 996 elite programmer, and a defining trait of programmers is working overtime.
Overtime, overtime, overtime—shining bright for the company, burning oneself out to illuminate the boss's path to wealth.
Black Trojan's physical fitness wasn't great. After becoming a player, he hadn't allocated points to physique or strength. Instead, he had prioritized raising his Perception Attribute to 9 points.
Paired with the Code Observer glasses, Black Trojan could sense every rustle of wind and blade of grass within a hundred meters.
This was the first time something had managed to sneak up right behind him without his knowledge.
"Do you like blue, or red?"
