"If you keep talking like that, I swear Lu Xun will be spinning in his grave," Gu Mian turned back.
After a good while climbing stairs, the three of them got home well past nine in the evening.
Fatty rushed to the kitchen as soon as he got back. He had only eaten some snacks for dinner, and they were all digested by now.
Gu Mian set his chainsaw aside, sat on the couch, and pulled up his attributes.
Immediately, a column of attributes appeared before him.
The attributes that shouldn't have changed remained untouched—still a uniform sea of question marks—while only a few had altered.
[Game Coin: 138]
[Number of Cleared Instances: 2]
Well, at least two instances have unfortunately perished, Gu Mian thought.
Returning to the homepage, he realized a large, colorful section had appeared in the middle that hadn't been there before.
