[Work Progress this week: 4/4, thank you for your effort. You may now leave the warehouse at any time.]
Amid self-consolation, the completion notification chimed in on time.
Fu Qian thought for a moment, stretched out his hand, and picked up the Emissary's Mask lying beside him, the bloodstain was still virtually non-existent.
It seemed that when he was on a mission, time in the warehouse had also been suspended.
Confirming that he would not synchronize with the bookstore later, he did not delay any further and put on the mask directly.
Test complete, very nice.
The scene shifted, and Fu Qian, looking at the imprint on the dining table in front of him, was quite satisfied.
By using this method, he would just need to be a little careful in the future, and he could effectively log in and out of this world anytime and anywhere.
