Jiang Yan had just wanted to ask what this thing was for and why it had appeared here, but a strange and inexplicable sense of dread pulled his gaze back to the sky that was still collapsing. He saw that as the players poured in their strength, the golden web grew far tougher, yet the collapse of the dungeon remained irreversible, and chunks of data glowing a ghostly blue continued to fall from the sky. As more and larger data blocks fell, the golden web holding up the sky gradually tightened. The threads, under extreme pressure, grew thinner and thinner, lighter and lighter in color. It was clear it was reaching its limit. “No…” Jiang Yan instinctively looked toward the [Divine System] on his personal system panel. It was a primal instinct embedded in his DNA, prompting him to draw on the players’ power of belief. At this moment, the players floating beneath the golden web were arguing in the flurry of falling rose petals about why Jiang Yan, who should have already become par...
Bai Yu left Fang Zhixu in the training room and went off to take care of other things. By the time he came back, Fang Zhixu had already blended in with his teammates. He was resting his elbow on the table, eyes wide open, and his voice was even sweeter than the lollipop he was eating: “Your awareness in that play was really good, I didn’t even think it could be played that way. You’re even better than I imagined. Does the captain praise you often?” Zhang Peng was almost flattered into a placenta, scratching his head awkwardly: “I don’t think I’m that good? The captain often scolds me, though he sometimes praises me too!” Fang Zhixu smiled with his head resting on his hand, his eyes full of admiration. “Really? I knew the captain had good taste. As expected, any player he picks is amazing~” With just a few words, Zhang Peng forgot that he was talking to the freshly crowned FMVP jungler. The two chatted like close friends, and even the usually introverted Yang Kaiming couldn’t h...