Friends Bar.
Becca's worldview took a massive hit.
But after thinking it over calmly, she also felt as though the clouds had parted.
Still, the future Adam described seemed far too exaggerated.
How could that possibly happen?
Adam did not continue.
There were still twenty years to go.
Just as people now could not imagine the magnificent scene of the United States being pacified, with peaceful immortals everywhere.
Girls like Becca and the others, who sang songs like "Who rules the world? We girls do," could not imagine just how correct they would become in the future.
One careless misstep, and they would be surpassed, turned into stand-ins, and bullied by the little Nezhas they had promoted.
Emmm.
The King Kong Barbie Nezha from One Hundred Thousand Bad Jokes.
The kind whose little fists pounding your chest could kill someone instantly.
"What are you talking about?"
Marshall and the others had exhausted themselves onstage by then. They came down, took big gulps of beer, and asked excitedly.
"Nothing. I assigned Becca some homework."
Adam brushed it off, then looked at Marshall and smiled. "You, on the other hand—your Big Underpants look is very trendy."
"Thanks."
Marshall did not react at first and accepted Adam's praise with a clear conscience.
"He wasn't complimenting you."
Lily could not help mocking him.
"I think it's cool and trendy."
Marshall stood up and turned around. "And it's comfortable."
"Oh, really?"
Lily sneered, tugged at her collar in Marshall's direction, and gave him a flirtatious wink.
"I need to use the bathroom."
Marshall immediately bent over and awkwardly shuffled toward the restroom.
"Nice~"
Ted raised his glass in praise.
"It was nothing."
Lily raised her glass proudly. "He can never resist my beauty and fierceness."
"What's going on here?"
Becca asked with amusement.
"I was