Real world.
Yanjing time, 11:20 a.m.
Lunch break was imminent, a time when office workers tend to relax their guard.
But in the Special Affairs Group Headquarters, located somewhere important in Yanjing, many high-level officials were gathered in a large conference room, each with a solemn expression.
"Ten minutes left until the B-level instance known as the Evil Wind Corridor descends," Su Yuanshan, holding a document in his hand, spoke in a deep voice, "At the birth of this instance, we immediately conducted a reconnaissance using the method of retreat in seconds."
"After confirming that this was an ominous instance, we originally planned to have Ji Huai take action to ensure a successful clear." His voice paused slightly, "But just at that time, the B-level instance Silent Poison Lake was descending."
"An instance gate already descended has higher priority over an ominous one."
"While we were battling the Tide Demon Lord, this instance was claimed by others first."
