[Main God World·Server 250]
Noel paced by the street, staring at the "No Answer" on the communication panel, feeling a bit worried.
...Su Ming'an had not been answering his calls.
Logically, it was not the time for the other party to sleep. Why had he not been answering?
Noel had been anxious for a long time, from the afternoon until the evening, before he finally received a reply asking him to teleport into a personal space.
He chose to agree. With a flash of white light, he was teleported to Su Ming'an's personal space.
The place was extremely simplistic, featuring a plain wooden desk, a narrow single bed, and a floor where there was barely room to stand...
...and Su Ming'an sitting on the bed, his head bowed.
"Su Ming'an?" Noel suddenly noticed several syringes on the table.
