Once Group A's match concluded at 7:15 sharp, Yu Shen immediately gathered the Rodova team and led them to the assigned changing rooms, with Major Hen and Professor David following closely behind.
The changing rooms, much like everything else hastily built for the circuits, were cramped — just ten small wall-mounted lockers per team. Still, given that they had to construct facilities for over 2,000 teams, the space constraint was understandable.
"Alright! My gear from the Phoenix Group finally arrived!" Su Yang said with barely contained excitement, drawing every eye in the room.
Instead of the standard team-issued armor, Su Yang's locker held his custom order — and judging by his smug expression, it was exactly what he had been waiting for.
"Oh my god, that hurts my eyes!" Enzo groaned, shielding his face as he stared at the gaudy set.
