"Is it really like this?
"Without the elderly, there's no longer a weakness, becoming an all-around entity without dead ends?"
In the meeting room, President Wu Jianxian was still giving an angry speech.
Bai Mo held his apprentice, Donut, with a peculiar expression on his face.
It just doesn't seem logical... Could there be deeper underlying reasons within?
Then Wu Jianxian's tone shifted.
"...Therefore, I propose that all secret printing factories should incorporate drones and quasi-immortal beast doves to enhance defense against potential Immortal Technique attacks.
"What do you all think?"
The meeting room fell silent.
Everyone gazed at their noses, while their noses gazed at their hearts.
