"Minimum size is 2.1 meters, if you want something bigger, go challenge on the street."
Mo Yuankai looked at his own belly, sadly shaking his head.
Chi Zijing rubbed the edge of the teacup with his finger, pondered for a while, and said, "Brother Mo, there is something this time that has really confused me."
"What's wrong?"
"You know, I used my powers for a Divine Vanishing this morning," Chi Zijing said slowly. "The standard I set was below the Manifestation Level among ordinary citizens. The scene was too chaotic, and it was better for those with insufficient strength not to participate. But..."
But, Mo Yuankai, who had already lost his combat ability, still participated in today's battle.
The information peddler said with a grin, "Zijing, the entire city has 5.7 million people! It's not possible to be that precise, right? A little discrepancy is normal, isn't it?"
