"The first edition of the Upper-class Protection Law has been officially passed!"
"Officially passed!"
"Passed!"
Time became slower and slower, the voice stretched infinitely, and the final syllable almost came to a halt.
In the end, Gu Mian could only hear a long sound of "passed" flowing in his ears, as if the sound had neither a beginning nor an end.
In this world, infinitely close to stillness, the game panel that Gu Mian had been yearning for finally reappeared.
The simple panel appeared in front of Gu Mian without warning, different from the neat, background-colored, and tidy game panels Gu Mian had seen before.
This panel looked quite rudimentary, surrounded only by a crooked square frame, as if drawn casually.
There was no background color on the panel, it was completely transparent.
Within the transparent background floated a few lines of ugly letters, it looked like someone had written them by hand.
