"...Master?" Yu Shujun asked softly.
The voice beside his ear came seriously, "The conversion rate is too low, little kitten, keep trying."
Yu Shujun had a nagging feeling that something was off, but the assurance in the other person's tone made him doubt his instincts.
While he was pondering, the white lace on his body was pulled open.
Yu Shujun gasped softly, about to speak, but only a few indistinct syllables came out of his throat, stirring the already heated atmosphere in the dimly lit storage room to an even more ambiguous tension.
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This time, there was a long 12-hour break between Main Task 1 and Main Task 2. Even though the test took a few hours, Wen Nan didn't have much time left, but it was still enough for him to reach the top at least twice.
Thinking this, Wen Nan curled his lips in satisfaction and was about to continue his actions when a system prompt suddenly sounded in his mind—
