Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

The minibus stopped in front of the tower, the doors opened, and warm, humid air rushed into the vehicle, completely different from the biting cold of the coldest days of winter back home.

Looking up at the building as a whole, the glass curtain wall reflected a dazzling white light in the afternoon sun, and the tower's outline was straight and sharp, forming a strong contrast with the surrounding low, earth-yellow houses.

Upon entering the building, although the decoration is slightly different from that of the Tower of Babel, the overall layout and design still have many similarities.

Upon entering the building, the lobby floor is paved with light-colored marble tiles, the smooth surface reflecting the overhead lights.

Several pillars supported the high ceiling, and a huge electronic screen hung on the wall, displaying welcome messages in various languages.

UN staff moved about in the lobby, some holding tablets, others guiding newly arrived groups to different passageways.

There were already some club members from other countries in the lobby, dressed in different clothes and with different skin colors, standing in twos and threes in different areas waiting to be guided.

Although the Dragon Kingdom was the last to participate in the joint training program, players from other countries had only arrived here in the last couple of days.

After all, the United Nations had only just announced the opening of this place a few days ago.

In recent days, time has been specifically allocated for clubs from various countries to relocate and prepare for rest.

Han Che's gaze swept quickly across the layout and architectural structure of the hall, comparing it to the Tower of Babel in his memory.

He mentally checked the system's previous reply again; he was still in the player world.

The system told him that the building was just a location that was structurally similar to the Tower of Babel, but it was not the same place.

Han Che took some time to process this judgment before refocusing his attention.

The group from Club 78 walked to a spot near a pillar and waited for staff to guide them.

Xiao Bai stood next to Han Che. She noticed that Han Che had been silent ever since he entered the room, and his expression was not good. His brows were slightly furrowed, and he looked like he had something on his mind.

She took a step to his side. "What's wrong? Are you still feeling unwell?" Her voice was low, so that only Han Che could hear it.

Han Che only snapped out of his reverie after her question. He shook his head. "Ah, no." He paused for a moment. "I just didn't expect this place to be so big. The United Nations has really gone all out."

Xiao Bai glanced at Han Che, clearly not believing his explanation, but she didn't press him further. Following his gaze, she looked around at the surrounding space and said, "Yes, it is indeed impressive."

"The surrounding area is so poor, yet a skyscraper that ranks among the best in the world has been built here. What a contrast."

Xiao Bai nodded. "You're right. Considering the surrounding environment, this building does look out of place and is definitely not built by the government."

"Is the money from the United Nations?" Han Che guessed.

Xiao Bai gently shook his head. "The United Nations is just an organization made up of various countries. It shouldn't have so much funding to build a building of this size. There must be some country supporting it behind the scenes."

Han Che raised an eyebrow slightly. "Government support?"

At that moment, a blonde, blue-eyed young woman walked towards them from a side passage.

She was a head taller than Xiaobai and was wearing a fitted top with a rather low neckline.

She walked up to Xiaobai, bowed slightly, and said in slightly accented Chinese, "Welcome, members of Club 78. I am Jessica, a receptionist from the United Nations. I will be in charge of receiving you all."

"Please follow me to the VIP room to rest for a while and register your information."

As Jessica came over to introduce them, Han Che also noticed the other teams that had arrived together, including the Dragon Club and the Phoenix Club. They also had beautiful women specifically responsible for receiving them.

Their 78 Club has a small number of members, and this was the only person who received them.

But Han Che saw that there were five or six similar reception staff standing at the Longteng Club.

Like Jessica, they are tall, fair-skinned, and voluptuous, with the typical features of Western beauties.

Not only that, these people are dressed very sexily, with tight-fitting business tops that can barely contain their ample breasts.

She wore a tight-fitting short skirt, black stockings, and high heels, walking with a cat-like gait and swaying waist.

They were less like UN service personnel and more like runway models.

Although it was a feast for the eyes of everyone present, Han Che felt a strange sense of unease.

Why did the UN reception staff choose this style of dress and appearance? He felt that this choice did not conform to the formal etiquette standards that an international organization should have.

Perhaps it was because of the Tower of Babel incident that Han Che had become more sensitive than usual these days.

thump.

Han Che felt something poke his side. It wasn't hard, but it landed right on the soft flesh below his ribs, making him gasp and turn his head to look.

Qiu Ying was standing next to him, her gaze fixed on him, her expression showing displeasure.

The other men were staring intently, which Qiu Ying found disdainful, but she couldn't be bothered to care.

But Han Che is different. He and Xiao Bai created their own CP. How could he tolerate Han Che being so frivolous?

"So engrossed in looking at a beautiful woman?" Qiu Ying sneered.

Han Che's attention was drawn back by her words. He had been thinking about something else, but Qiu Ying's words made him realize that he had been staring blankly at Jessica's back.

But when Han Che turned around, he still had an awkward expression on his face.

He frowned, his eyes filled with a cold chill, which was completely at odds with his expression as he looked at the beautiful woman.

Qiu Ying was startled by his expression. His gaze made her swallow the sarcastic words she was about to say, and her momentum instantly weakened.

"What's wrong?" Qiu Ying changed her tone and asked softly, "Why do you look at a beautiful woman with such an expression?"

Han Che shook his head. He realized that his expression just now was a bit too much. He raised his hand and gently patted his forehead to drive those messy thoughts out of his mind.

Ever since he saw the building that resembled the Tower of Babel, he had been uneasy, feeling that something was about to happen.

He felt that he might be being a bit too sensitive; it was perfectly reasonable for the United Nations to hire a few attractive women.

Besides, it's normal for foreigners to be more open-minded.

Han Che comforted himself in his heart, trying to rationalize everything.

He told himself that it was normal for the United Nations to arrange for a few well-presented reception staff. Foreigners' culture in this regard was different from that in China, so it was understandable that they were more open-minded.

Han Che adjusted his breathing. "It's nothing, I'm just a little carsick." He found a seemingly reasonable excuse.

Qiu Ying was skeptical, but didn't press the matter further.

She glanced at Mule and Wang Kuo, who were arm in arm, pointing at the blonde beauty ahead, and whispering and laughing.

Looking at Han Che's cold expression again, she felt more worried than relieved.

This time, it's not that I'm afraid Han Che will be bewitched by a beautiful woman and start flirting with her.

Now she's worried about whether Han Che actually likes women.

Such a sexy woman, even she, a woman, couldn't help but take a second look. Why did Han Che, a grown man, have such an expression? It's terrifying.

Qiu Ying inexplicably recalled the scene of Han Che and Qi Yuzhe together before, the two of them chatting and laughing happily.

When Han Che is with Xiao Bai, he always has that wooden expression. Sometimes, even Qiu Ying feels that the atmosphere is getting increasingly heated, but Han Che remains unmoved.

Combined with her reaction to the blonde beauty's expression, Qiu Ying's thoughts became increasingly outrageous.