Tianjing, underground research institute, Scattering Spirits Space.
Tianjing time, April 13, 11:40 p.m.
"What exactly are you doing here?" Chief Ren interlaced his fingers and looked speechlessly at You Jian, who was wolfing down food below.
"Eating Cola Chicken Wings. A new Golden Arches product."
You Jian lounged on a beanbag chair beside a bucket brimming with chicken wings. His hands slick with oil, he tore through the crispy skin and tender meat with his teeth as he ate and spoke. "Sigh, I should've asked people who'd tried them first. These taste even worse than Spicy Chicken Wings. Salt and Pepper Chicken Wings are still the best..."
Chief Ren looked utterly speechless. "Didn't you eat dinner?"
You Jian raised an eyebrow slightly. "Do you have to be hungry to eat? Do you wait until you need to shit before shitting? As long as your heart's in it, you're always hungry."
Chief Ren twitched his lips. "Fine, eat or don't eat, whatever you want. But why are you eating here?"
You Jian put down a chicken wing and sighed. "I'm worried about you. After all, you only have three hours left to live, so I was in a bad mood and came to see you off one last time. I'm eating Cola Chicken Wings because I saw the ad. Actually, I also wanted Egg Yolk Pastry, crayfish, Douzhi..."
Chief Ren fell silent for a moment, then spread his hands. "Let's take ten thousand steps back. Even if you really were in a bad mood, you should be too upset to eat, not wanting to eat this and that!"
You Jian spat out a chicken bone and flicked all ten fingers, using spiritual energy to wash away every trace of grease.
He asked casually, "How does it feel?"
Chief Ren relaxed against