The Player of Time a

His head ached faintly, bits and pieces of memory flickering like faulty light bulbs in his mind.,The burly man in sunglasses didn't get angry, he smiled and made a gesture of invitation, with a playful expression on his face: "If you think this is a photography studio right now, you can leave. If you can walk out, I'll admit defeat.",For someone who hadn't even possessed A-grade equipment before his rebirth, the psychological impact of the EX-rank bloodline superhuman was truly immense.。