The Old Turtle turned into his old man form.
He looked at the very injured Chen Zhao.
"Don't tell me you went to experience the meat grinder."
"Why would you think that someone would willingly experience that?"
Chen Zhao rolled his eyes. The Old Turtle's hobby was a bit too unusual.
"Did you bring the items that I wanted?"
"Nope. As soon as I left the River Map, I was forced onto a helicopter by someone."
"I've seen helicopters on TV. I really want to try it myself."
"Don't ask me to get a helicopter for you, because I can't."
"How about a remote control helicopter?"
"..."
The Old Turtle had been too lonely.
"Fine, I'll go to the supermarket soon."
"I really want to go to the supermarket."
"Would you like me to open a supermarket for you?"
"Sure."
"F**k off."
