"Hey, what are you thinking about all by yourself."
Feng Yi's shoulder was tapped by someone unknown, "Fatty, what are you doing here?"
"Blade Warrior, she asked me to deliver a chip to Iman, I just got back, got nothing going on, let's go find a place to drink."
Feng Yi had just finished eating, but that meal wasn't satisfying, so he gladly went with him to a street corner, ordered a few bottles of beer and some local specialties.
As they talked, the fat guy started complaining, being an expert was incredibly tough for him, he had to attend meetings frequently, it was frustrating as he barely had an elementary school education; taking advantage of the holiday to relax a bit.
Feng Yi sincerely said, "Let's not complain, most people's lives aren't as good as yours, you should learn to be content."
"Damn, that's different, I crawled out from a pile of corpses, I died for humanity once too. Have you seen Sheng Qiangwei? It was in that battle of yours last time."
