Wilder breathed a sigh of relief after finishing his conversation with Stelle.
He believed his approach would definitely bring Aetherium Wars a new player.
As an employee of the corporation, this was a tangible achievement; as an Aetherium Wars player, getting other people hooked was also something he loved doing.
"This is great..."
Wilder sighed, then leaned back in his chair. He really loved Belobog!
Yes, he was currently in Belobog, one of the people preparing for the festival.
And at this very moment, he felt refreshed in body and mind, so delighted he could hardly contain himself.
It was truly rare for work and life to align so perfectly. Wilder firmly believed this business trip would become his most unforgettable work memory.
Although he had initially complained that this planet was too remote and its climate too harsh.
But thinking about it now, wasn't this wonderful?
When people were in a good mood, almost everything looked pleasing. Even if a pile of dog shit lay in their path, they would examine and even discuss how artistic its shape was. Some might even go so far as to "get their hands on it."
That was probably the state Wilder was in right now.
Of course, neither Belobog nor Aetherium Wars was dog shit, which only made Wilder feel even better.
"Wilder, have you heard? We've got an idiot in our company," a colleague said, walking over to strike up a conversation.
"An idiot?" Wilder turned around curiously. "Tell me more. What happened?"
The flames of gossip had been lit. Seeing Wilder's eyes fill with a thirst for knowledge gave the colleague a sense of satisfaction too. Then he fully indulged his overflowing urge to share:
"I heard some guy called Linden Scott actually went and played roulette with Director Aventurine!