"What is this?"
"A gift," Diana List said.
She stuffed the box into her assistant's stunned arms, then loosened her bun, spread her arms, and lay down on the office reception sofa as if completely cut off from the outside world. The poor assistant could only clutch the heavy gift, curl up as much as possible, and seize an opportunity to move to the single sofa on the other side. Before that, the assistant cautiously touched her wrist, making sure Diana List was merely resting with her eyes closed rather than dropping dead from overwork.
"But this was delivered by the Praetorian Guard, which means it's a gift from the Emperor," the assistant asked softly. "What's inside? Do you have a personal friendship with the Emperor?"
"If you were in my position, you would too," Diana List answered with her eyes closed. She had transformed from the college girl who once screamed at the sight of a Chainsaw Sword into a seasoned administrator, while her assistant had become what she once was. "As for what the gift is, I don't know."
There was no fixed schedule for these gifts. Sometimes they were sent to thank her for her hard work, while other times they were simply a courtesy required by the holidays. Their value was equally unpredictable. Sometimes they were discs of classic television dramas, sometimes expensive jewelry, and sometimes simply a weapon.
"Why don't you open it? I permit you to experience the surprise."
"Oh! How thoughtful!" After opening the gift, the assistant's face lit up with delight. "A bottle of perfume!"
"That should bear the mark of the Emperor's own alchemy workshop. It's very expensive, and not many people in the world own it." Diana opened her eyes, took the perfume bottle, and glanced at it. She had