Lucy Country Hedong Office.
"Bang!" A sound.
A strong middle-aged white man rudely pushed open the office door with a newspaper in hand: "Hey, Victor, big news!"
"Yevgeny, I think I reminded you to knock when you enter… Forget it, are you talking about God Chen auctioning the demigod flesh?" A white man with a scruffy beard looked up at the indifferent Yevgeny, helplessly waving the newspaper in his hand.
"So you've already seen it. It's probably the one God Chen killed in the other world." Yevgeny said, unapologetically taking a cigarette from the other's desk, lighting it, taking a deep puff, and pointed to the headline on the newspaper with his thick fingers:
"Considering God Chen's usual actions, I feel this time it's definitely a big move, with at least a few hundred kilos. We can't miss it!"
"Our office doesn't have that much budget." Victor shook his head and said: "Even the Beijing Embassy can't consume this batch of demigod flesh."
