Performance, my ass.
Yi Lin flipped the bird, wearing a gentle smile as if warmly greeting the "Deity's mother," but in his heart, he cursed viciously.
After cursing, Yi Lin felt much more at ease and refocused his attention on the "task" in front of him.
While pondering the task prompt, he casually picked one of the four doors, placed his hand on the handle, ready to twist it open.
After all, he had been gifted a hundred "Warm Resurrection Coins"...
Wait a minute.
Yi Lin paused.
He scratched his forehead.
"Hiss!"
Scratching too hard, he broke the blood vessels in his scalp, and blood spurted out.
But he didn't care about these details.
In the instant he was twisting the door, he realized something.
"Why give a hundred 'Warm Resurrection Coins'?"
He vaguely felt that giving out a whole hundred "Warm Resurrection Coins" seemed contrary to the original intent of the Undead Resurrection Game.
