"Wahhhh, leave me! You meanie cat. You steal my bed, and then you ignore me, and and…" Ainsley didn't use her baby talk anymore. She felt that it's useless in front of this cardboard lover.
"But, Mr Roger, the air force is still needed…" Alex, the eagle-like young man, slowly sat down and lowered his head. His voice became quieter as he spoke.
"Eh, you seem to want us to snatch it back?" Under Ling Chuxi's repeated reminders, the blockhead seemed to have thought of something. He scratched the back of his head and said strangely.
Ainsley gnawed the pillow and hit the bed with her tiny fists, wanting to vent her anger toward the Godfather because she simply couldn't beat the Godfather, right?
Ainsley had just stepped up a bit when she saw a black mouse running away from the corner of her eyes. The mouse passed by her legs quickly, before disappearing.
Chi-Woo already threw away his plan to save up his merits and use it all for later. After seeing that his physical ranks didn’t go up even after training so hard, Chi-Woo realized how inefficient and wasteful he had been with his time. Furthermore, he could no longer ignore the perks of having abilities in his user information. Tiers not only expressed how strong an ability or person was, but they were also equated to influence in the hero world.