Hearing Mike's words, the elites felt that the rules that they were protecting were being challenged.
Shawk pointed at Mike and said, "You, you dare to defy the class system! This is a capital offense! I, I want to sue you!"
Mike nodded and said, "Please do as you please."
He looked at the crowd and said, "The competition continues."
Eve stared at Mike's figure through the window of the selected wooden house, her eyes gradually getting wet.
The sun soon set, but fortunately, everyone had finally chosen a room before night fell.
Shawk sat on the bed in the room, gritting his teeth as he edited the message on the teleportation door.
He had challenged more than a dozen people in a row today, but all of them had beaten him. It took him a long time to win one match and pick a wooden house.
He muttered to himself, "Damn you, Mike, I'll teach you a lesson."
