Murong was researching boiled cabbage.
It was a bit complicated. Brain-consuming.
Because it wasn’t costing her effort anymore.
"I dare not, I dare not. We should be thanking you," Bai Yuanyuan said with puffy cheeks.
"Hmm... okay, eat more. You’ve gotten thinner," although she didn’t remember whether Bai Yuanyuan had gotten any thinner or not. But to say so, was certainly not wrong.
Sure enough, as soon as Galaxy said this, Bai Yuanyuan was moved to tears.
"Wah wah wah wah... Boss, you actually remember me, wah wah wah wah... You are too kind," Bai Yuanyuan’s face was filled with emotion, she was on the verge of going up to hug her and weep bitterly.
Damn, feeling so guilty.
"It’s nothing..." she said casually, don’t be so moved.
Galaxy made some more perfunctory comments and waited until they exchanged Crystal Cores and went in to buy things before she could finally relax.
Sometimes, being a boss really wasn’t easy.
Galaxy’s eyes lost their sparkle.
She wanted to be a salted fish.
A salted fish that wouldn’t turn over.
Even though a salted fish was still a salted fish after turning over, turning over still required effort.
She, didn’t want to use any energy.
She wanted to be a salted fish that didn’t need to turn over.
But, being a salted fish made it easy to get eaten.
She also didn’t want to be a salted fish that got eaten.
Please let her be a salted fish, all full of spines.
Galaxy put her hands together and prayed online.
Murong saw her and asked a question.
"Galaxy, what are you... planning to convert to Buddhism?"
"Then what are you doing with that gesture?" Murong mimicked her motion exactly.
Galaxy glanced at him.
"Know what..." Murong was confused.
What was there to know or not know?
"It’s nothing, really nothing," Galaxy waved her hand.
She had just been pulling his leg.
Actually, it meant nothing.
But now, Murong didn’t believe her anymore.
"Are you hiding something from me?" Murong looked at her suspiciously.
"No, not at all, absolutely not. You go and play," she needed rest.
After receiving so many people just now, she was tired.
She was getting old; nowadays she got tired from a little work.
"I don’t want to play, tell me now," Murong was persistent.
"Really, it’s nothing. Don’t be unreasonable."
Murong pointed at himself and then at her, "Me? I’m being unreasonable? Galaxy, you ... who’s being unreasonable? Is this the right way to use this word?"
Galaxy nodded affirmatively.
With this nod, Murong was about to explode with anger.
Murong was easily set off.
He was just passing by, but now he didn’t want to leave, insisting on getting an answer from Galaxy.
But what answer did Galaxy have? She had just said something off the cuff, no matter how Murong hounded her, she didn’t know.
Ask her to make up something on the spot? She temporarily couldn’t come up with anything.
Something had been chewing her brain recently – it wasn’t doing well. She wasn’t so smart anymore.
She was now, a dummy.
So when Xu Jiaoqin and the others came out, they found their beloved boss with a face full of despair, being shaken back and forth by Lin Murong’s grip on her shoulder.
Su Yinhe was now in a state of astral projection.
"Let go of the boss! Lin Murong! How can you be , bullying the boss." Xu Jiaoqin and the others saw this, threw aside what they were holding, and rushed up to punish Lin Murong.
Lin Murong was not someone they couldn’t beat.
But he knew they meant no harm, so he hesitated for a moment. That moment of hesitation led to him being pinned down.
A few of them were holding down Lin Murong.
Lin Murong was dumbfounded.
"No... damn it, what did I do wrong now." Lin Murong really began to doubt his life.
He always thought that he was a good guy.
He hadn’t done anything wrong.
Yet why was he always the one getting hurt?
"Boss, we came to save you. Are you alright, boss?" Bai Yuanyuan looked at Su Yinhe with a face full of concern.
It was only then that the astral-projected Su Yinhe finally came back to her senses.
"Ah?" Su Yinhe, barely back to her senses, had no idea what was happening.
Why was Lin Murong being held down by so many people?
"Galaxy, explain to them. Damn, it kinda hurts. Can you go a bit easier?" Lin Murong was exasperated, saying he was just having a friendly exchange with Galaxy, it had nothing to do with them.
Why did they suddenly rush over and pin him down?
"Um... let him go, guys." They were using all their strength to hold down Lin Murong, one’s veins bulging out.
If Lin Murong weren’t an Advanced Superpower User, he probably would have been... passed out from being pressed down.
So many people... you really can’t call it holding, it’s more like pressing.
"Boss, did he threaten you? Don’t be scared, we will all support you," Bai Yuanyuan said with a face full of care.
Did she give them the wrong impression?
"It’s okay, I’m really fine, let him go." After all, it seemed like it was her fault, and Lin Murong, when you got down to it, was pretty innocent.
She had just tricked him, and now he was so pitifully pinned down by so many people.
It felt awkwardly wrong.
Su Yinhe felt a bit guilty.
"Alright, we’ll let you go for now." They released Lin Murong reluctantly.
From their perspective, it looked like Lin Murong was bullying Su Yinhe.
Su Yinhe seemed so frail being bullied like that.
They knew that as a boss, Su Yinhe was definitely not frail. But Su Yinhe always appeared very fragile.
She rarely showed her fierce side, so they all thought she was weak.
Lin Murong rubbed the places where he had been pressed, feeling very unlucky.
Had he been hit by a streak of misfortune lately?
Diarrhea, misunderstandings... sure signs of misfortune.
Maybe he should also worship a god?
It didn’t take long for Su Yinhe to discover that Lin Murong had started worshipping a god, and even had offerings.
Doubt Su Yinhe, understand Su Yinhe, become Su Yinhe, surpass Su Yinhe.
Lin Murong was doing it as if he knew what he was doing, which stupefied Su Yinhe.
She was utterly dumbfounded.
She watched Lin Murong put the offerings in place, perform various complex movements, bow in all sorts of ways, and finally, eat the offerings.
Alright, Lin Murong was still the same Lin Murong.
So typically Murong, unchanged.
She had thought he was really going to worship some god.
She wondered which god could be so unfortunate to have their offerings eaten within minutes.
But really, someone like Lin Murong, who had survived through the apocalypse for so long, shouldn’t believe in gods.
Su Yinhe thought so, and she asked as well.
"Oh, just casually worshipping something," Lin Murong worshipped in a perfunctory manner. To say he really believed would be an overstatement.