"Creak——"
A dense chill spewed out from the gate.
Gao Gong, Daisila, and the tardily arriving Huang Yuanli, each wore at least three protective suits, poking their heads inside.
"Should be fine now, right?"
"Don't know."
"Hey, you're the creator of this thing, and you don't know the exact effects of this biochemical weapon?"
"Nonsense, I haven't tried it myself."
Gao Gong was the first to climb down, and after a while, he waved his hand up, soon Daisila slid down with a web, with the Little Woman clinging onto her waist.
"Is there any need for Director Du to be so angry? It's not like she was made a backup, that was the Great Knight," Gao Gong complained.
Rich ladies might be nice, but they can't compare to virtual girls when it comes to listening.
Director Du, after all, is a career woman who considers the big picture and didn't turn on Gao Gong, but continued overseeing the post-war cleanup operation.
