Mark One

Old Master Qian Cheng wore a nostalgic expression as he looked at the distant clouds, seemingly lost in thought.

Then, Old Master Qian Cheng froze...

"Here, Doctor Noah, this one's for you~!"

"You're also Mark, right? You and Mark are both called Mark, which makes things confusing, so Jirachi will call you Mark One!" Jirachi flew over to Martial Artist Mark. "Mark One, Jirachi has one for you too!"

Holding a stack of invitations, Jirachi was about to put away the remaining ones when it suddenly thought of something.

Jirachi divided the dozen or so remaining invitations into two piles, stuffing one into Doctor Noah's hands and the other into Old Master Qian Cheng's arms.

"You can have these invitations too. Give them to your relatives or friends or something!"

"Oh, and if you don't want them, don't burn them! Throw them into water, let them soften, then toss them out!"

"Miuyu~ Miuyu~!"

The two little ones wore serious expressions as they warned the three men.

In some ways, these invitations were rather dangerous. If burned, they could easily explode.

The explosion was not especially powerful, but it was still dangerous to humans.

At the words of the two little ones, Doctor Noah and Mark One, who stood some distance away, both looked puzzled.

Old Master Qian Cheng swiftly opened one invitation and checked the yes option on the black card.

Seeing the countdown appear on the black card, Old Master Qian continued, opening two more invitations. Then, upon reading the text on the cards inside, he fell into a daze. These invitations were all real?

Mark said, "Let's set the invitations aside for now. Master Qian, Doctor Noah, do you have more detailed information about the Absolute Zero Chaos Space ahead?"

Doctor Noah shook his head and looked at