Wang Yan
Attributes: Strength 34 Agility 34 Constitution 34 Spirit 124 Unassigned Points: 4
This time, he had gained four new attribute points. The five points from last time had naturally all been added to Spirit. Wang Yan truly did not know whether souls really existed, but if things were like in those fantasy dramas, then at his current level, perhaps even after shedding his mortal shell, his consciousness could continue to exist for some years.
"It's been over eight months. Take a break. The company's framework was set up long ago, and our work-from-home procedures are efficient enough. If you're worried, just keep an eye on things from home. Have the secretary bring over any documents that need signing—it's not far anyway. Other than building the headquarters, we don't have anything urgent going on."
"I actually feel pretty good."
"Stay home." Wang Yan shook his head, then turned back to pet A-Mao while watching the news.
"But I'll be bored. I don't even know what to do."
"I'm staying home too. You can either read some books and improve yourself, or watch movies and relax. Once it cools down this afternoon, we can go for a walk. Work gives people energy, but giving up life for work is pointless. You're over eight months along now—what if something happens by accident..."
"Pah, pah, pah! Don't talk nonsense. I'm perfectly fine." Wei Lan rolled her eyes at Wang Yan, but still said, "Fine, I'll listen to you."
"What do you mean, 'fine' and 'I'll listen'? Even if you don't want to, you have to."
"Then what about your work?"
"There really isn't that much work. It'd be fine even if I didn't do any. Things just get done faster when I do them, and slower when I don't. I