C811 Kim on Leave

Zheng Moyan looked at his future image in the game with satisfaction.

Even someone as picky as him wouldn't be able to find anything that dissatisfied him.

He rubbed his chin as he paced back and forth in front of the screen, nodding his head.

"It's like, too much like me. As long as I can reach 100% simulation, I'll be 100% satisfied. After all