Mu Fan stared in shock at the number of unread messages displayed on his wristband—3,760 messages!
Could someone tell him exactly what happened? He had just wanted to log into the PO Battle Net to chat with Black and Fighter, and suddenly there were so many messages online.
He hadn't even done anything?
He randomly opened one, and it was a friend request. He opened another one—still a friend request? Mu Fan began to slide through the inbox page by page, and they were all friend requests.
What was going on? Mu Fan felt a bit dizzy.
A silver-white metal sphere whizzed around Mu Fan like lightning, and this was Black, who had a physical form in the PO Battle Net. Black was excited to finally meet Mu Fan in the PO Battle Net and was flying around wildly.
Maybe Black noticed Mu Fan stretching his neck in a daze, or maybe his posture was just too ugly, but Black suddenly stopped and a displeased electronic voice spoke, "Aren't you happy to see me? Lord Black is lonely here."
