And these Ravens take turns, each time one comes, the shipwreck seems like losing one's parents. Encountering some shipments, they vividly carry their phones around, eager to show every Raven, soon getting pinned down and beaten up.
But this is damn enough...
Huai Shi counted, watching adult films, drawing cards, plus those soaking in Rotting Dream's toxic pool every day, forming his own swarm, all three vices—gambling, drugs, and prostitution—are gathered here.
What kind of swarm is this?!
Huai Shi's face turned green with anger, eager to start a rectification campaign, but now, he couldn't focus on that. His main energy was projected into the lower layer of the Dream Cage, in a newly opened area.
In the projection of the Soloist's Stigma.
A group of blurred human figures unexpectedly appeared, varying in clarity, but among the clearest faces was someone Huai Shi vaguely recognized.
Ueno!
"Incredible, why is his projection here?"
Huai Shi was stunned.
