"Captain, I think we might have to open a branch after this," Satania said playfully for once, "the term 'hot property' no longer does justice to describe just how popular the base is now."
"Haha," Gu Tao took a deep breath, "now is not the time to split up. Let's go, take me to see the old man."
The scenery in the Virtual Space shifted quickly, and this time Gu Tao arrived at a garden. The old man was lying on a rocking chair, enjoying fragrant and rich milk tea under a sun umbrella, leisurely reading a classic tale about a noble and his eleven mistresses.
Gu Tao walked over, grabbed the milk tea pot, and took a big gulp straight from it, then plopped down in the flower bed, not caring whether he crushed the flowers beneath him.
"You're here?"
"While I'm out there spilling blood and sweat, you're lounging around here having the time of your life."
"Do you want to try the training I went through when I was your age?"
"Okay, you win."
