Early the next morning, Ross ran to the Dragon Cave, and wrote down all the questions he thought about last night in a small notebook, planning to ask Zeen later.

Zayn was waiting in the Dragon Cave. He seemed to be in a pretty good mood today. It was rare to be patient when explaining to Ross. After explaining everything, it was still too early. Ross hurried to his high platform, took out a pen and paper, and while he still remembered clearly , seriously started his own characteristic notes.

He feels that it is easy to understand and impressive, and writing is not as good as painting, and painting can be remembered more deeply!

He immersed himself in taking notes, and felt that it was much more convenient to memorize the timeline in this way. He was so absorbed in thinking that he almost forgot the time.

Until his magic communicator heard the familiar angry growl from Zayn.

"What are you doing?!" Zayn roared, "The players have all walked to the door! Why are you still squatting in the corner!!!"

Ross was so frightened that he almost jumped up from the spot. He was at a loss while clutching the pen and paper. Looking at the game players, they were almost coming to the door of his platform.

Rose put on his mask with a snap, stuffed the draft of his notes into his toga, jumped off the stone he was sitting on, and trotted two steps, trying to get to the center of the stone platform before the players saw that he was not doing his job.

Then he staggered and fell with his left foot and his right foot.

Zayn: ...

Players:  …

Ross: ...QAQ

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