"Wait, what have you been muttering about for so long? The Great Compassion Mantra?" 369 asked suspiciously.
"You wouldn't understand. I'm helping us invoke the gods, planning to launch a surprise attack against the natural disasters ravaging foreign lands from a mystical perspective."
"A mystical perspective? Are you praying to Guanyin or Tathagata?"
"Neither. I'm praying to the Father of Gods. May the Father of Gods grant us Great Offense Defense, Wind Pressure Immunity, Hearing Protection, Attribute Boost, Stun Immunity, Self-Improvement Speed Boost, Critical Hit Boost, Spirit Blessing, Stamina Surge, Hitstun Immunity, Elemental Effect Enhancement, Insect Guide Enhancement, Double Recovery, and Cooldown Reduction."
369: ???
A little over half a day later, Luo Zhen and the others finally set foot in the country said to have sweet fragrance permeating even its air. The moment they landed, they were put under "house arrest" by the hotel receiving them.
Quarantine. Anyone who had lived through that period knew the deal.
The only thing Luo Zhen couldn't quite figure out was whether they paid for their quarantine themselves or whether the government covered it. If they paid for it themselves, did they have to pay taxes? If they didn't, would they run into that legendary Tax Department whose firepower made armies back away, the Mafia surrender with their hands raised, and even roadside robbers hand over the ten dollars they had just stolen?
If he ran into them, wouldn't that mean he had come into contact with a foreign special forces unit?
Luo Zhen's mind was unusually active after arriving in this New Place, but unfortunately, his range of movement was limited to his room and the training room shared by the whole team. Since he was idle anyway, he might as well join the other teams here for the World Championship