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"Creator?"

The few of them were slightly stunned by Liu Di's words, a trace of confusion flashing across their faces.

Only the Island Nation esports player named Kubo Taiichiro widened his eyes.

He moved closer to Liu Di, the corner of his eye twitching constantly as he asked uncertainly, "Could this be a system refresh tool?"

Liu Di looked at him, gradually smiled, and nodded lightly.

Striving Youth instantly grinned and took a step back. "Sao Disnei..."

White Robe Immortal Zhang Weiguo looked utterly bewildered, apparently unable to understand what the two were trying to say at all. He asked Liu Di, "What exactly is inside the curfew?"

Liu Di pondered for a moment.

He did not know whether revealing the truth would crush their confidence.

He raised his head and looked toward the window. "Inside the curfew, just like in reality, it is the domain of those in power. We have always lived within the rules. Of course, opportunities are the same as in reality too—rare, but not nonexistent."

After saying that.

Liu Di looked at the Ten-thousand-year Ginseng King in the distance, buried in the earth with only grass-like leaves exposed.

"I'm going to start challenging authority."

Without waiting for them to ask more questions, Liu Di began searching the warehouse for intact iron barrels. He dragged them around with a screech, eventually arranging them into a long table made of iron barrels before him.

After placing the mechanical eyeball on the table.

Liu Di reached out and pulled a Hundred-year Ginseng from a pile of ginseng at the side. He lifted the "glass ball" beneath it and crunched it in his mouth.

The psychic power on his watch began to slowly rise as well.

Then.

Liu Di closed his eyes.

He began trying hard to recall various