Ceros had nervously assumed something had gone seriously wrong. Instead, Lin Ze was merely complaining about the Serenitea Pot's material.
He looked at Lin Ze, speechless. "Now you're getting carried away."
"You should be glad you have one at all. Never mind your Transmigration Management Bureau's precarious research funding-even if they had the money, your technology couldn't reproduce the Serenitea Pot's functions from the game."
"The pot you're holding might look a little cheap, but at least it has every single function."
As Lin Ze listened, questions kept bubbling up in his mind:
"You're saying the Transmigration Management Bureau couldn't develop this, boss? Then where did this plastic pot come from? Did one of your partner organizations provide it as a friendly favor? Is everyone really that harmonious and generous?"
Ceros nearly spat blood at Lin Ze's words. "There's no such thing as a free lunch, kid. Why are you daydreaming in broad daylight?"
He pointed at the Serenitea Pot. "This is my farewell gift to you."
"A farewell gift?! You made this pot, boss?"
Lin Ze's astonishment was written all over his face. His mouth hung wide enough to fit two Paimons.
"Uh... no, wait, I'm focusing on the wrong thing. What do you mean, farewell? Did you resign?"
"Seriously? We've only just forged a little comradeship, and you're already leaving? If you just dust off your hands and walk away, what am I supposed to do? You can't seduce me and then abandon me!"
Lin Ze stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what he had heard.
"Hey, hey, that's not how you use that expression. Ahem... who said I was resigning?"
Ceros explained, his face slightly flushed, "I haven't resigned. To be precise, I've been promoted. I'm being transferred elsewhere to take a minor leadership position."
Only then did