Although the magnetic chips were still on his head, Zhan Lichuan still decided to personally take out the notebook that was on his wheelchair. He flipped it open and experienced the joy of his fingers tapping on the keyboard.
Soon, with his long fingers tapping on the keyboard, a video call appeared on the screen.
In order to avoid waking Jing Qian, Zhan Lichuan induced the sound to be carried directly through the electromagnetic clips on his head.
When the video call was suddenly clicked open, it showed a basement with only a dim light source.
Yun Zhou, who was chained by an iron chain, turned aggressive after seeing Zhan Lichuan on the screen.
"Boss."
Upon seeing Zhan Lichuan who was in one piece and with a much better complexion compared to the one earlier that day, most of them immediately turned excited.
"Boss!"
"Boss, how are you?"
"Can…. can you move now?"
