Hearing the voice beside her ear, Feng Wang felt as though a question mark had appeared over her head.
What did that mean?
It sounded completely like a provocation! As if the other party were deliberately trying to anger her.
But why would he do that? And besides, she hadn't sensed much aggression in his tone.
"I'm your teammate, understand?"
"We need to cooperate now. What do you mean by saying that?"
Listening to the voice by his ear, Lu Ce couldn't understand what this guy was saying at all. It just felt like some kind of lullaby.
It sounded pretty comfortable, and it made him even sleepier.
This time, unlike the first game, he didn't force himself to suppress his urge to sleep. He simply went with the flow—if he wanted to sleep, he slept.
After all, he needed to seek an opportunity for overload. How could he do that if he didn't go along with it?
"I... ah—"
Lu Ce remained dazed and sluggish for quite a while before remembering that he ought to respond. But the moment he opened his mouth, he let out a long yawn.
Behind the dark green mask, his mouth opened wide in the shape of a yawn.
The yawn lasted so long that Feng Wang started feeling sleepy herself, nearly opening her mouth along with him.
Fortunately, she held it back.
No... this was a mask! That yawning motion was just the flowing light on its surface!
Realizing this, Feng Wang felt as though she had been toyed with from beginning to end, so she said:
"Can you... take off your mask when you talk?"
After hearing that, Lu Ce slowly shook his head, rubbed his somewhat bleary "eyes," and said:
"Not really."
"You might not believe this, but..." As he spoke,