"Thank you."
With a polite nod, Zhu Haomiao strolled forward with a peculiar expression, increasingly feeling like he was playing a real-world online game.
Was the organizing committee deliberately creating this divide between reality and the Illusion Realm to prevent [the Lost]?
While speculating inwardly, Zhu Haomiao glanced at the staff maintaining a professional smile and nodded imperceptibly.
With only a moment's hesitation, he "recognized" himself, indicating that even an ordinary Transcendent wouldn't find it difficult to see through the "Psychology Invisibility" at this distance.
But if he distanced himself by tens or even hundreds of meters, this person probably wouldn't find it so easy to notice him...
As thoughts swirled in his mind, Zhu Haomiao quickly arrived at the Chinese gathering point and saw a familiar figure.
"Senior Brother Wang!"
