Xue Yan had already downed several glasses of wine before the kids came. He kept just trying to find an excuse to get away. Then, he used this matter to leave the table temporarily. When he reached the courtyard, he said to the child at home, "The battery is out. It needs to be recharged with electricity."
"Electricity? What electricity? Lightning?" The children were extremely puzzled.
"It's not lightning. Just think of it as something that can make this phone work again."
"Oh, then, hurry up and charge this phone."
How could he go to the apocalypse to charge it? Xue Yan could only lie. "I can't charge it now. I have to ask the Cloud Guard to send it to the person who made it to charge it. It would take a few days for it to charge. I'll let you guys play with it when it's charged. Maybe a day or two would do."
