Sky Capital, Underground Research Institute, Dispersing Spirit Space.
Sky Capital time, April 13th, 11:40 PM.
"What on earth are you doing here?" Ren Zuo, fingers interlaced, looked down with a speechless expression at You Jiu, who was feasting away.
"Eating Coke-flavored chicken wings, a new product from McDonald's."
Lying on a recliner with a full bucket of chicken wings beside him, You Jiu, hands greasy, tore at the crispy skin and tender meat with his teeth. Munching, he mumbled, "Sigh, I should've asked for opinions from someone who's tried them. These are even worse than Spicy Chicken Wings. Salt and Pepper Chicken Wings are still the best..."
Ren Zuo looked incredulous. "Didn't you eat dinner?"
You Jiu raised an eyebrow slightly. "Do I need to be hungry to eat? If you need to take a crap, why aren't you taking one? As long as you have the inclination, you can always be hungry."
