Looking at the system prompts flashing across his vision, and the red-named player positions marked on the system's mini-map, Li Mu had a peculiar expression on his face.
He sighed and said,
"See... this game does have a punishment mechanism. Why bother... It was hard enough to advance to Black Iron, with ten thousand experience and two hundred contribution points..."
Fried Tomato: ...
"Moreover, just as you were striking me, I also took the opportunity to turn on the recording function. I think... you should also know the consequences of continuing, right?"
Li Mu pointed to his system interface, and said leisurely.
Fried Tomato: ...
His expression became increasingly ugly.
At this point, he found himself in a situation where trying to steal a chicken resulted in losing the rice instead...
Seeing the constipated expression on Fried Tomato's face from Li Mu's perspective, Eve shook her head.
