"Lu Xiu's new instance is online."
Old Sea.
Jin Yi of the Spirit Pivot Construction Group snapped back to his senses when he heard the member beside him speak.
But he did not rush into the instance at the first possible moment like he had with Outlast last time.
Instead, he lowered his head and looked at the proposal he had written based on Prison Rock's instance framework—and sank into thought.
Judging from the clips that had just been projected, Lu Xiu's new instance had nothing to do with Prison Rock's instance framework.
Her instance looked far more terrifying than Prison Rock's, seemingly an extreme, almost perverse route of pure technique.
That meant—all the painstaking works of every construction master at present, in theory, would not clash with Lu Xiu's instance.
They did not have to worry about being accused of being a poor imitation.
That was a good thing.
But even so—Jin Yi still felt an inexplicable suffocation.
Although the underlying framework of the instance seemed different, there was no doubt it was the same type.
They were all action instances focused on hand-to-hand combat—
Jin Yi had already developed a psychological shadow toward the name Lu Xiu.
As soon as he thought that the work he had poured his heart into would go online after that instance called [Sifu], he felt an indescribable fear.
He always felt as if it would be criticized as worthless—
"Boss, should we go in and take a look now?"
At that moment, the group member beside him asked quietly again.
Jin Yi fell silent.
He was torn, hesitant, struggling.
Reason told him that he had to go and see.
At the very least, he had to know what Lu Xiu's instance was about.
But emotion made him afraid. Afraid that Lu Xiu's