"So, does anyone here have an ability that can reproduce every word the Administrator said earlier, even every pause?" Peng Zhen looked at the twenty-nine human players around him, who varied in age and demeanor. "If we could hear it again, we might find some useful information."
Su Bai, who had been standing to the side pretending to be nothing more than eye candy, had not missed what the players were doing. If the Administrator really had explained nothing, as they claimed, then he could not have said much, and memorizing it should not have been difficult.
But reproducing every word, even every pause, was no simple matter.
Out of the corner of his eye, Su Bai could see the players exchanging looks. Apparently, none of them felt confident.
"Um," a somewhat hesitant male voice finally came from among the human players. "I don't have an ability related to that, but my memory is pretty good. I could try repeating it word for word."
"And you are?"
"My name is Cheng Xun. In the real world, I was just an ordinary university lecturer." The man took the opportunity to introduce himself.
While all the players' attention was focused on Mr. Cheng, Su Bai cautiously stole a glance as well.
Although the waitress Su Bai was disguised as stood some distance from the players, the abilities that had spilled out back at the Mist Shop might have strengthened his body a little. There had been no major fundamental change, but his hearing and eyesight were indeed better than before, allowing him to make out the player who had spoken.
Cheng Xun was a man whose hair was already graying but neatly combed. Apart from the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, his face showed no other traces of age. With