"Do a good job, and I will naturally reward you," Indiana Downs said.
Give you an inch and you take a mile! Who do you think you are, talking like that? Xia Mi's face darkened, and she typed irritably.
"Did everything go smoothly, boss?" Like a humble customer service rep, Xia Mi cautiously collected the user's feedback.
"Quite smoothly. You deserve some credit, and there were some unexpected gains too. Perhaps it was fate." Downs generously gave the customer service girl a positive review.
Norton had been in a very good mood lately. Constantine, whom he had thought was doomed to die, actually had a chance of revival. He had originally been prepared to take humanity down with him, planning to finish everyone off with a single Zhulong. Fortunately, some mysterious impulse had given him a sudden flash of inspiration. Realizing that merging his fragile human body with Samson left him with far too obvious a weakness, he had thought up a way to control Samson from within at the last minute.
Then he had run into Lu Mingfei, who was close friends with his former self, Old Tang. What a coincidence. A coincidence like that looked far too much like a conspiracy.
But the other man had quickly beaten him. The effortless way he had done it had made Norton lose his head for a moment and call his own buddy Dad. How humiliating.
No, my brother is Constantine, not Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei is someone Old Tang went around calling his brother.
...But if Lu Mingfei, whose true nature is unknown and who might be the World Tree or something even more terrifying, is willing to call Old Tang his brother, I wouldn't mind being Ronald Tang again.
*Old Tang, Norton, Li Xiong-they're just names, aren't they? Since