"I've been hit?
"When?"
He closed his eyes, wanting to sleep, wanting to inform the Ancient Immortal in his dreams!
His eyes shut... then opened again quickly. He realized, to his surprise, that he wasn't the least bit sleepy; he couldn't sleep at all!
At that moment, the convention center was packed with people, bustling and noisy.
And he was like a soul trapped inside a puppet, unable to move, unable to speak, unable to sleep, just watching helplessly.
Bai Mo sat beside him, patting his shoulder.
"Sorry, Uncle Zhang.
"This Fire Toad Immortal Qi of yours is quite troublesome.
"It's infected several thousand people. If it suddenly detonates, I'm afraid I can't save everyone.
"So... please just stay quiet here for a while."
Bai Mo took out a "Heluo University Medical College" promotional cap from his backpack, placed it on Zhang Qiunian's head, and gently pressed the brim down to cover his face.
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