Since deliveries took three days to arrive anyway, why not send all packages out three days in advance?
Back in the bathroom, Lin Li confirmed that the flow of time had indeed dropped to 1:130. He took out his phone to order the equipment Deng Wen needed while reviewing stupid questions.
To avoid trouble, Lin Li chose exactly the same configurations Shān Qīng Daoist had for everything, including the phone, computer, and even power bank.
After all, Confucius had once said a profound truth in "The Ji Clan Is About to Attack Zhuanyu": "Do not worry about having too few widows; worry that everyone cannot share the widows equally."
So if they were different, whether one was better or worse, there would inevitably be the hidden danger of "either Shān Qīng Daoist or Deng Wen thinking the other person's was better and feeling unbalanced about it."
Though those two great masters probably would not fuss over such trivial matters, what if they did?
—Those two bastards could fight over a phone. Lin Li's filter for them had long shattered into pieces.
Sigh. A normal person like him was always surrounded by a bunch of abnormal people. Living like this every day was truly hard on him.
So, from every possible angle and for the sake of safety, Lin Li decisively reordered from his past orders. He even considered the possible arrival of a third old geezer and ordered double of everything.
The price of that, however, was that after a few taps of his little fingers, Lin Li was completely broke.
Looks like he had to go siphon off some gold from the bedroom and sell it again.
Eh, speaking of siphoning gold...
Lin Li decided to siphon off a batch in the bathroom first.
After siphoning it off.
After