"Where is number 183?"
The sudden voice startled everyone, and then they looked at the number plates of the people around them.
Chen Yu didn't say anything, just slowly stood up, and even walked to the entrance.
The person who had just shouted took a glance at the number plate on Chen Yu's chest, made a quick note, and then pointed to a warehouse nearby.
"Go there and put on a suit of armor!"
Chen Yu didn't care about anything else and walked straight into the warehouse.
This place seemed to be seldom managed, with dust everywhere, all kinds of armor scattered on the ground, as well as some strange human tactical skeletons.
These things were made exactly according to the human body and carried various weapons; wearing them was like having an extra layer of protection.
The only problem was their weight, which ordinary people could hardly bear.
Chen Yu just glanced once and then turned around, heading straight for the ring.
He didn't need any of those things.
