Happy Children's Day to Everyone!

Now that Gu Mian had put it that way, the Fatty also felt something was off.

"Doctor, haven't you seen the cups Xiao Qiao bought and the little figurines in 007's room? But the cups and figurines in this instance are exactly the same as the ones in their rooms." As he spoke, the Fatty examined the things in his hands more closely.

As the apartment's cook, the Fatty often brought food and other things to the neighbors, so he naturally knew what the furniture and decorations in their rooms looked like.

"I thought you'd made these along with the claw machines, Doctor. I didn't realize you'd never seen them..."

His big face was full of confusion. "So where did these things come from? Did whoever made this instance go straight to our apartment to take them?"

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There were plenty of identical cups and figurines on those two shelves.

If the game's organizers were so broke they had to go to Gu Mian's apartment to get things to decorate an instance, then the Global Game was pretty much at its end.

The Fatty also didn't think the game would go under that easily. He scratched his head. "Or has your divine power made another breakthrough, Doctor? Can you make things out of thin air even if you've never seen them before?"

If Gu Mian had that ability, he'd definitely wish the game's organizers into existence so he could beat them up, put them away, and then pull them out for another beating the next time he got angry.

And since the game's organizers weren't in any danger of dying yet, Gu Mian's wish-granting machine clearly hadn't evolved that far.

"This instance was strange from the start. There's no mission, no specified number of players,