As a result, Sharma held back and didn't pay him any attention.
They had been walking until they reached the mountaintop, where an isolation-room-like guest area had long been established.
With invisible walls sealing it inside and outside, BSL-6 Biological Protection was sufficient to lock out any level of chemical pollution. Just add a couple of showerheads, and they could invite guests like Luo Su for a refreshing bath.
Before them, the table was already piled with 'delicacies'—specifically unlimited instant noodles, cola, the Astronomical Society's self-heating meals, and compressed biscuits.
Fat house self-service buffet, free to eat, eat assuredly.
Plenty to fill you up.
Huai Shi looked at the table full of things, speechless.
You only offered instant noodles, how about providing some hot water!
Otherwise, are people supposed to crumble it up and eat it dry...
Moreover, Sharma had no intention of showing up.
He didn't plan to present his real face sincerely.
