Chapter 106 The director looked out the window at the two people playfully fighting, as if he were returning...

Looking out the window at the two people playfully bickering, the director felt as if he had returned to the days before he had his disguise.

That period was peaceful, without so many upsetting things. I only had a vague understanding of everything and didn't know anything. Now it's different; he doesn't need to work anymore!

His hands are free now! Although his vest is still working, he's not!

He watched as the doctor and his assistant bickered as they worked.

The world seemed to be thriving, everything seemed to have slowed down, and they no longer had that sense of urgency.

In everyone's eyes, the other people in disguise also became more amiable. They were no longer confronting each other but were just building up their own power. The research institute was having some trouble, but he didn't plan to go back to be a leader. However, it was a special period before, and he was afraid of other casualties.

That's why things are different now; people used to send others to do things elsewhere. That's why doctors and assistants come in handy.

They quickly arranged jobs for the other people, based on their understanding of the base and their trust in the other people in the research institute.

The director, with his serene and beautiful demeanor, didn't even notice the dark circles under the eyes of his assistant and the doctor, nor their near-collapse.

He calmly took another sip of tea, and Nangong Qi, who was next to him, curiously poured herself a sip as well.

"Pfft!" Nangong Qi spat it all out. "How can it be so bitter! How could you drink that!"

"What a waste." The director glanced at Nangong Qi and poured himself another glass. "You'll understand when you get to my age."

"What are you pretending for! I don't believe that many young people like drinking tea! Even if it's tea, it can only be milk tea!" Nangong Qi muttered in dissatisfaction.

"You don't understand, drinking tea is way more sophisticated than drinking milk tea!" What else? He poured the tea, held the milk tea in his hand, bit the straw, and grinned foolishly.

Laughing while drinking tea can be interpreted as praising the tea because you've enjoyed it. However, if you laugh while drinking milk tea, there's no doubt that it's mockery!

"Pretentious? Like a little old man. Besides, aren't you the same age as me? How can you drink something so bitter?" Although Nangong Qi said this, she didn't refute anything, but poured a cup of tea for the director.

He stared at the tea for a long time before answering, "The more bitter the tea, the sweeter the aftertaste." Wasn't he just an old man? He'd spent over a decade in the other world, and over twenty years in this one—almost fifty years old combined.

"If you want something sweet, you can just eat sugar! If you like the tea, drink it; if you don't, don't force yourself to eat something bitter." Nangong Qi wobbled her short legs, unable to touch the ground, so she turned around, grabbed her hands for support, and jumped to the ground. Just when everyone thought she was going somewhere to play, she came back carrying a huge pile of snacks.

Then he put the snacks on the table and finally managed to sit back down on the stool using both his hands and feet.

"But I don't like sweets." The director suddenly spoke up after what seemed like an eternity.

It took Nangong Qi a while to realize that she must have been responding to her earlier words. She swallowed the food that had just entered her mouth before speaking.

"Cough cough cough!" He hurriedly grabbed some water and finally swallowed it down. "If you don't like it, there are other foods, right? If you don't like it, just try something new! There are so many delicious foods, surely there's one you'll like?"

The director remained silent for a moment.

"However, the food in this world is relatively scarce, unlike our world, where you can turn anything into a dish."

"...Really? That's a shame, there are so many delicious foods I haven't tried yet." The director sighed quietly.

"When we get back, I'll treat you to a big meal! Whatever you want, I'll treat you!" Nangong Qi patted her chest generously, promising not to renege on her promise.

"I want to eat... KFC, or McDonald's?" the director said uncertainly.

"That's it? That's it? I already said it was a big meal, and this is all we get?" Nangong Qi said incredulously and with some doubt.

"That's enough." The director smiled.

He had never eaten at KFC or McDonald's. His family was never considered wealthy, and with the constant stress, he never had time to eat out; his mother always cooked for him.

He might eat it when he grows up, but there are no "ifs." In another world, he will never grow up.

Watching those fast food commercials on TV always seemed so tempting, a fatal temptation for a child. But he didn't want to put his mother in a difficult position. As a child, he always thought these fast foods were very expensive, so those images remained in his mind.

He finished his teacup without touching the rest of the teapot or any of the snacks.

The director looked at the always energetic Nangong Qi with some curiosity. Was he always this lively? It seemed not. He never seemed to have a childish side. He was always known for being sensible.

He walked alone in the research institute, which had changed drastically. The sunlight shining on him made him seem lazy and listless.

Everyone is now focused on building their homes, so they are very relaxed and dedicated, with anticipation for their new life in their eyes.

Without the invasion of monsters, everyone no longer needs to worry about their lives. They cannot see the cracks in the world and are unaware that other monsters will soon crawl in.

Everyone seemed to have a moment to catch their breath, allowing them to start dreaming of a bright future.

Leisurely, he wandered around again, sat down in an open space, and fell asleep without realizing it.

When he woke up, it was already afternoon, and the last rays of the setting sun were just beginning to fall on his eyes.

He blinked his eyes, which were still a little drowsy from waking up, and stretched. Sure enough, not having to go to work made him happy.

"Awake?" The doctor's voice rang in his ears. After a moment, the director lay back down.

The doctor got into position and waited for a while, but even after the sunlight had faded, there was still no movement.

What's going on! The doctor took one look and exclaimed, "Oh dear! He's gone back to lying down!"

"Director! Don't run away from reality! Get up right now!" The doctor grabbed the director's shoulder and shook him vigorously.

The director reluctantly got up and said, "Speak up if you have something to say, or shut up if you have something to say!"

"Director! You've fallen! You've been ripping off others every day, how can you sleep all day just because the base has changed hands!" Most importantly, look at those dark circles under his eyes that just won't go away!

Listen to this! Does this make any sense? The base already belongs to someone else, so what's the point of him working hard? Even though it's fake, the base now says that his pseudonym is practically himself, but that doesn't stop him from arguing with the doctor, "This is who I am! Sleeping is the most important thing in the world!" and swatting away the doctor's hand.

"...Why have you been avoiding me?" The doctor remained silent for a long time.

"..." The director didn't speak, as if he had fallen asleep.

"You've decided to avoid me! Stop pretending to be asleep! How can you fall asleep so quickly!" The doctor was getting a little frantic.

But the director still didn't speak, so the doctor stopped pressuring him to get up.

He took out a bottle of wine with a hint of melancholy and took a sip. "I've been working overtime every day lately, and I don't know why, but I feel like that Hunji keeps giving me more work. I'm already one of the former leader's men, so why is he still so comfortable assigning me such important tasks?" He was either imagining things or doing it on purpose so that the doctor wouldn't have time to come see him.

"I feel so tired. I still miss the old days, but I know it's unlikely. You're so cold to me. I can feel you're avoiding me. Whenever I see you, there's always someone around, so it's hard for me to find you. I barely managed to sneak out today."

The doctor sighed. "I don't know why they arranged for the Gu to stop me. I don't really believe it was to protect me."

"Doctor! You're slacking off again! Do you know how much work you have to do? Do you know how much work I've done for you and how much of a burden I've added to your life?" The assistant's voice rang out, almost driven mad with anger.

Originally, her workload was definitely less than that of the doctor. This doctor was irresponsible and always abandoned his work and ran away. In the end, the assistant still picked up her damn sense of responsibility and did the work.

Upon seeing the director, her voice immediately lowered, "Don't disturb the director! He's too tired! He needs to rest!"

The doctor pointed incredulously to himself and then to the director. Wasn't he the one who needed rest the most?