"God Lin, can I get something to eat? Instant noodles will do!"
Zheng Zhonggen put his hands together in prayer and bowed three times, too.
"Who do you think you're looking down on? When Lin extends his hand, you at least get a can of Spam and a box of milk, guaranteed to have both meat and veggies!"
Li Yintong chuckled, playing the role of the team's mascot, as she tried to liven up the atmosphere.
She was happy, not because she had gotten a Meteorite, but because this meant she had earned Lin Baici's recognition. Just a little more effort and she'd be one of the crew.
Getting in good with someone like him meant comfortable days ahead.
Li Yintong would bet her future husband's green hat that Lin Baici could definitely advance to Dragon Level.
"Self-heating hotpots for each person, two apiece!"
Lin Baici is not stingy with food. He's been a generous man all along, even back when he had no money.
"Long live Brother Lin!"
