Fang Yun (3): "Holy shit, one million group points, that's enough for me to buy a Golden Finger Optimizer. So envious!"
Cai Yonglong (1): "Sour, sour, lemon essence.jpg."
Chen Yao (1): "It seems that we still need to actively participate in tasks. The cost-effectiveness of dealing with the eerie has finally gone up."
Wang Ping looked at the lively chat group and nodded in satisfaction before closing the chat group page.
He just needed to add fuel to the fire, there was no need for further provocation.
After all, everyone was not a fool, and they all had their own ideas.
"Speaking of which, Alpha, why do I feel like you're still robbing us of points this time?"
Wang Ping stroked his chin and said to Alpha in his heart.
This time, the eerie opponent had grown to a Seven Star Tier level, and even he, who had reached the Half-step Yin-Yang Mirror, was not its match, let alone needing teammates to assist in victory.
