"Hey, I'm back again."
During the landing, Xiyu spun like a gymnast in the air...
It wasn't to show off his martial skills; rather, these rotations helped him observe the surrounding environment.
Environment is safe.
Landing!
Hands raised high, elegant bow.
Perfect, 10 points!
Unfortunately, there was no applause around.
The feeling of intoxication surged, and Xiyu sat down on the ground with a long belch.
Better in that world...
These days, Xiyu almost instantly moved from the Valve City Management Team entrance to a strange place.
His identity seemed even lower than Lin Hao's.
In this realm, everyone was busy and bustling.
Here, those without land were called "floaters," and those without formal jobs were called "bums."
And Xiyu was a complete bum.
Of course, this wasn't his intention; he felt he was still capable.
But in this realm, at 35 years old, still in a pure technical role without moving into management, he was naturally the first to be optimized.
