"Beast meat, antlers, shrimp traps." Yu Tianxiao counted today's haul and asked, "Did we gather any fuel?"
"I took down a Treant. Its core was destroyed, but there was still plenty of miscellaneous material left." Ye Zhangjian pointed at the cart beside him. "Look, it's packed full. As long as that woman doesn't stir up trouble, it'll be enough for this week—"
"That isn't stirring up trouble."
Long Yuqiong, who had been silently skinning a hide, suddenly spoke up solemnly:
"Lai Anding—she's the game's chief designer. Whatever she wants to do, she must have her reasons. If we don't complete her task, things won't go well for us."
"How is that not stirring up trouble? We were playing the game just fine, then suddenly the officials stepped in themselves and forced us to sign some nondisclosure agreement, forbidding us from spreading this through any medium."
Ye Zhangjian said irritably, "In my opinion, Qiqiao Network's higher-ups found some fatal bug and decided to step in personally to fix it, but they were afraid of the fallout, so they just intervened directly. If they can't solve the problem, they solve whoever raised it. I know this stuff too well. Big capital is always like this."
"...Fine, you can think of it that way. Just know that Lai Anding isn't someone we can afford to provoke."
Long Yuqiong continued working, his tone softening by several degrees. He could not even be bothered to correct Ye Zhangjian.
That attitude made Yu Tianxiao suspicious. It was far too different from Long Yuqiong's usual image of being decisive, domineering, and efficiency-driven.
It looked like he had taken a serious blow.
As his old friend, Yu Tianxiao stepped forward, determined to give him a few words of advice and gently comfort his wounded heart. "Long Yuqiong, you