"How could there possibly be a game where leveling up in the game also increased your lifespan in reality?!"
Luo Wu Shang's words made all the elders present, including Chu Qingtian, feel that she was talking in her sleep. High Martial Descent's Game Acceleration Technology alone was already unbelievable enough.
Leveling up in the game could also increase one's lifespan in reality. This was no longer a game—it was a miracle.
With a game like this, it would not merely be people around the world scrambling to play it. It would even completely change the current rules of the world and the way people lived.
Yet before anyone could question Luo Wu Shang, she seemed to have already guessed what everyone was thinking. She simply placed one hand on the conference table and pressed down lightly.
Bang!
A palm print half an inch deep appeared directly on the thick conference table made entirely of redwood.
"How is that possible?!"
The elders stared fixedly at the deep palm print on the table. Every one of them was dumbstruck, suspecting that they were hallucinating.
The conference table was made of solid wood, and every elder knew that. They were all professional experts who exercised regularly, and actual combat sparring was a common occurrence for them, so each of them was highly skilled. Some of the elders even had fiery tempers and slapped the table from time to time. It could be said that everyone had tested just how sturdy this conference table was.
With a full-force strike, even if one's hand bled from slapping the tabletop, which was over twenty centimeters thick, the table would not so much as crack. Yet now, Luo Wu Shang, a young girl, had pressed a palm print half an inch deep into it merely by placing