"Forget it, you have your duties, and I have my job,"
Liu Zheng shook his head.
"Moreover, many people are waiting for me to return."
His power may have been insignificant, but it was the lever that moved everything.
Without him, many things couldn't be done.
Moreover, not to mention whether Metropolis and Hell's Game would let Liu Zheng stay outside, what was he doing here?
No phone, no internet, no air conditioning, aside from a skewed technology tree, it was basically medieval living standards.
At least in Metropolis, he could call people and chat, go to a newsstand to buy some risqué magazines, or watch some DVDs.
Although Liu Zheng's material needs weren't very high, he at least needed to live a modern life.
"That's really a pity. However, I still hope to teach you something before you leave,"
Master Beethoven slowly raised the Great Sword, gripping the hilt with his right hand and the base with his left hand in a crossed manner.
