"Time's running out, the War God's show is about to end."
Shang Lin glanced at the time displayed on the virtual screen—the progress bar for the War God's program was almost at its end.
So how should one evaluate these Battlefield First Aid tips?
"What first aid? Where's the urgency? This guy is not only playing the Riddle Person but now the makeup of this medical team is getting more and more preposterous."
"Before, there were only some Heroic Spirits and mortals, but now even Dragons and these bizarre Holy Paladins have been dragged out."
The Puppet God was quite concerned about time, as the next program was about his sculpture and architecture appreciation, coming just in time after he had been obliterated in a game by an AI—timing the explosion of his own civilization perfectly.
