As expected, the chat window was flooded with messages scrolling by at a frantic pace. Thanks to that, my own input got buried.
[Tyrant’sDaughter5]: Attention all childcare possessors! Let’s have a meetup in the Tower of Trials!
[PreciousChild11]: Where’s the location?
[Tyrant’sDaughter5]: 89th floor. I’m here.
[PreciousChild11]: Ugh; I’m on the 59th floor, so it’s a bit tough; but I’ll try.
[DottingDadFool]: Goldie, buy a Soul Pet and meet me, we’ll go together!
[PreciousChild11]: Wow, sis, carry me!
[DottingDadFool]: Sure. I’ll bring the bus. But you’re the driver! I’m on the 44th floor, so wait for me!
[PreciousChild11]: LOL got me!
[TopHunter’sDaughter]: I’m on the 189th floor, so I can’t goㅠㅠ Have a great timeㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ
[Constellation’sDaughter]: Hunter’s daughter, if you come up just 13 more floors, I’m here.
[TopHunter’sDaughter]: Oh! Constellation’s daughter, you’re really high up! I’ll buy a Soul Pet and come quickly!
The childcare possessors, who’d only ever blocked people verbally and never actually hit the block…
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