Wherever the eye could see, there were traces of curses. Zhang Mingli, during the years he was imprisoned in Zhemeng Town, hadn't been idle and had spread curses through various means. He was waiting for an opportunity.
"What do you want to do?" Gao Ming's smile slightly faded as he stared at Zhang Mingli.
"I admit I am not your opponent now. The resources of Zhemeng Town can barely sustain one unspeakable entity. Now that you occupy seventy percent of the dream, you are already very close to that entity which cannot be mentioned." Zhang Mingli wasn't afraid of death, having been tortured by Eternal Life Pharmaceutical for so long without yielding, which was enough to show he was a tough nut: "I know you are different from the other testers sent in by Eternal Life Pharmaceutical. Now, since the victory is decided, I accept my defeat, but I just hope you understand one thing."
