He immediately came back to his senses.
He looked at the other people in the shelter.
..
Aiya, you all know that the mist woman is very trendy ...
Next to the bonfire.
The old man huffed and puffed.
This guy still had that torturous way of telling his story.
But perhaps the story was too interesting.
Although the rest of the people looked impatient, they didn't dare to say anything.
Roger listened for a while.
He was certain that he had missed the climax.
He simply steeled his heart.
Once again, he controlled his doppelganger and left the shelter.
But this time, it was three!
A moment later.
On the mountain path covered in thick fog.
A doppelganger was carefully approaching ...
Each fog clone could only inherit 80% of the main body's panel data, so it was inevitable that they would be lacking in talents.
Moreover, the inheritance was different every time he created something.
