"It's really amazing, Director! Where did this high-end gear called 'Magic Armor' come from?"
The next day, at ten o'clock in the morning.
An exuberant Li Yingwei was clinging desperately to Tian Sheng beside him, lavishing effusive praise on a few pieces of equipment laid out nearby, to the point that it sounded a bit nauseating to listen to.
"I just passed the qualification audit and tried it out in the combat room, and it felt like my own magic power underwent an essential change!"
He gesticulated excitedly, "I feel like even if I encountered a Remnant Beast, I could take it on face-to-face!"
The distribution of Magic Armor had gradually begun at the Abnormal Strategy Bureau. By Lin Yun's unilateral demand, every employee who received Magic Armor had to report to the Director's Office, where he personally vetted them.
At the moment, it was time for the third special operations team to report.
