Shi Yu directly entered the Mechanical Tree Club.
The club was an open facility that provided various services, including accepting missions, accepting event endorsements, and substituting competitions. Anyone could come.
When Shi Yu entered, the mechanical tree in the hall swept its gaze over.
At the far counter, a woman in casual clothes, about thirty years old, also looked away from the computer.
At this moment, Shi Yu was still wearing a black and red battle suit. There was even a red sword-shaped pendant around his neck. He looked impressive and handsome.
That pendant was actually Little Chi Tong.
As a spirit body, Little Chi Tong's form was not so fixed, just like a ghost.
Even without mastering multiplication, shrinking and deforming was not difficult.
It could even pass through walls.
