"Other participants?"
Fang Ran was startled. Huh? Other participants had shown up too?
Just as he was wondering about it, white light began flashing from the other seats in the spacious Tea Room.
The first to appear were a man and a woman, both dressed in black suits and wearing sunglasses. The moment they saw their teammates, they understood this was a Team Scenario. Without prior discussion, both pulled up their system interfaces and began checking the information.
Then three more flashes of light appeared, and people materialized at three distant tables. They wore different outfits, but most were clad in dark clothing that could blend into the night.
"Damn it, little bro, the people across from us look like they mean trouble!"
Meng Lang said with a solemn expression, glancing at the man and woman in black suits who had appeared first while doing his best to put on a similarly imposing air.
Wearing sunglasses in the dead of night—these people definitely weren't ordinary.
"Mm-hmm, big bro, that makes sense."
Fang Ran nodded slightly, then copied Meng Lang by crossing his hands in front of his face, trying his best to project an air of I'm profound and calculating.
Ling watched the two idiots silently adding drama to their own roles again.
The light did not stop. At a table one seat away from the suited pair, another flash appeared, and a man and woman materialized in their seats.
The woman had her hair wrapped up, a facial mask on her face, and wore a professional skirt suit. Her hands hung in midair as though she were typing on a keyboard.
Then, naturally, they tapped down onto the completely empty table.
"Uh..."
After freezing for a second, she seemed to understand what had happened. She raised her head and