(PS: This chapter is thanks to the support and recognition from the Sovereign on the parallel line, thank you.)
"...No, although the whole nation is in an uproar, and there are many fantastic ideas, they are all useless."
Tang Zhe'an had pushed open the door to The Decider's office early in the morning, seeing the nervous Lu Yuanming flipping through emails and paper documents, and he sighed as he spoke.
Lu Yuanming didn't reply, merely continuing to silently read through the emails and documents.
Tang Zhe'an paced back and forth in the office, occasionally digging around here and there, turning the quiet office into a cacophony, making Lu Yuanming's face visibly sour until he finally couldn't stand it any longer and bellowed, "Get back to work!"
"What's the point of working? Humanity is about to be wiped out. I'd rather spend the time playing games and chasing girls." Tang Zhe'an lounged on the office sofa, his posture reminiscent of the actor Ge You's slouch.
