"So you came to my place?" Chen Ze pinched his brow, always feeling like Hastur was acting like a severe shut-in girl, never leaving the house unless there was a reason to visit him.
"Yeah, after all, the headquarters of that little broken station is here, so I need you to help me take care of it." Hastur said with a sense of righteousness and then casually pointed a finger, after which Chen Ze saw a stream of blue gas fly into the kitchen.
Guessing that Hastur had just given his Quadruple Speed a boost of energy, it was indeed a good thing. Otherwise, the Quadruple Speed was about to become useless.
"But I can't help you with your problem," Chen Ze felt a bit bald, it wasn't a small matter. If it was something like helping Hastur pick up a parcel, Chen Ze would do it, but he really didn't know how to handle this.
What, was he supposed to put on makeup and dress up as a famous cross-dresser to attend the New Year's Eve party? Wouldn't that be a huge joke?
