"Could President Ming Zhong please remove the time limit function on the holographic simulator?"
With this question, the people found a common frustration. The holographic simulator was fun, but the time for daily use was too short, far from satisfying.
"No," Jiang Li refused on behalf of Ming Zhong.
The restriction of the holographic simulator's time was to prevent a situation like the collapse of civilization where all consciousness were uploaded, leading to the death of the civilization.
"I have a request from the Corpse-Driving Sect." The Sect Master of Corpse-Driving Sect had a pale face and fingers, a sign of long-term dealing with corpses.
"Go on, as long as it's not advertising."
The Corpse-Driving Sect Master thanked with a bow: "Can the Yin Yang Heaven Seal also transform the bodies our Corpse-Driving Sect refines? Our Sect, influenced by our cultivation technique, has a scary appearance and a gloomy temperament. Few female cultivators like us..."
