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But I am a professional after all—
How could I show weakness before you, an ordinary person?
"Hmm, that's more like it."
Qian Mingkui lifted the teacup and slowly began to savor it.
…
11:45 PM.
All members of the S-level club assembled on the abandoned school's rooftop.
The leader gently wiped her own mask.
Her face immediately changed into that of an unremarkable woman—
Just like a face-changing act!
"The Space Transmission Device will teleport us into that forest, no more than a hundred miles apart from each other."
The leader continued, "Next, I hope everyone will unite as one and get through tonight's crisis."
She opened a bag beside her.
Inside were sets of battle gear.
These battle uniforms were all a greyish-black color, with a shield painted onto the shoulder patches.
"Uniforms of a certain military unit from the Otherworld, one set for each of you, change into them all," the leader said.
She then distributed identification certificates to everyone.
