C523 Miss Table Weak

Cen Zhi sat cross-legged under the starry sky, listening to the 616 account for the rewards.

616: "Sub mission completed, reward is, the personal space will be expanded by 1 cubic centimeter."

"Because the will of the previous world is very satisfied with what you have done. Gift me a portion of the heart of a zombie."

Cen Zhi raised her eyebrows