The battle was raging outside.
Meanwhile, in a lavishly decorated room deep in the base, Wang Changsheng was sitting in front of a computer. His eyes were staring unblinkingly at the screen.
"This Internet thing is really good stuff! You can find so many useful and interesting things inside!
"This is amazing!"
He exclaimed occasionally.
He was utterly addicted to the Internet. He occasionally took a drag from the cigarette between his fingers and spewed a cloud of white smoke. That slight feeling of melancholy made him feel extremely relaxed.
Suddenly, someone pounded frantically at his door.
"Bad news, Ancestor! This is really bad! The Taoist masters from Mao Mountain are attacking us!"
The door was pushed open. A man rushed in and shouted.
Wang Changsheng was stunned.
Then, he stood up from his seat and started cursing loudly. "Goddammit, how did the bunch of old cows find their way here? Do they have dog noses?"
