After taking a mobile phone to visit the forum, He Jiayou wanted to explain something, but seeing that most of the players were questioning the fairness of the game, they were too lazy to speak.

The game company should issue an announcement, but the matter is so big.

A dark controller who can turn on the mecha...

If possible, He Jiayou tried not to expose his profession information, especially the characteristics of the profession of mechanics.

Accompanied by the snoring of the two brothers in the dormitory, He Jiayou hesitated several times, but gave up picking up his pen, sent a text message to Sister Ting and said good night, and fell asleep in bed.

He Jiayou had a premonition about the game announcement, but he didn't expect that he would be directly caught by the game official, and he found himself through Sister Ting.

At nine o'clock in the morning, He Jiayou was fighting the survival battlefield. Sister Ting suddenly asked them to wait a while and said that a friend was coming to talk to He Jiayou.

Soon, a level 10 trumpet called ‘Game Test n0.1’ appeared in the profession hall with the attention of players. They walked to the circular sofa in the corner and stretched out their right hand to He Jiayou who was standing up to greet him.

"Hello, it's a great master. I'm your little fan."

This is probably gm?

By the way, I am an uncle in my forties or fifties. Isn’t it scary to call myself a fan?
Chapter completed!