"Where did you take it?" Han Wang's smiling face became ever more genial, "Now that's a good question. Of course, I wouldn't possibly bring it back home, would I?"
"It? It's now where it should be."
...
"Da~ Da la~"
Humming an unknown tune, Nan Yue Ran stood in the corner of his office, holding a watering can and enthusiastically watering the flowers and plants he loved the most.
As the overall commander on the front line, he needed to synthesize the combat strategies submitted by his many commanders and orchestrate the overall layout in the face of each beast tide, ensuring to minimize casualties in resolving every onslaught.
This was unquestionably a tremendously arduous and taxing task, for no one could know when the beast tides would strike.
Sometimes, strange beasts would attack in the middle of the night, and he would have to muster his spirit and take command at the headquarters at a moment's notice.
