Fei Qingsu returned to the System Space.
A quick glance revealed that the Ring of Disaster, which usually liked to greet him in the newest area, was nowhere to be found. As if sensing Fei Qingsu’s thoughts, the Calamity Cube conjured a hand and pointed toward a corner.
There, the Ring of Disaster lay quietly, like a treasure covered in dust. The skull on the ring wore a deeply aggrieved expression, with teardrops still clinging to its face.
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