Gift from God

Beads of sweat trickled down Zhao Yao's back as he listened to Baozi's explanation. His eyes drifted towards the unconscious Gaia before mumbling, "Just bring him out first, send him here once he wakes up … hmph … as for the next cat … hmph, Baozi since you are already here, just stay."

Zhao Yao made eye contact with Baozi and mustered his most amiable smile before asking, "Baozi, how do you find your life here? Are you used to it yet?"

Behind Baozi, Sausage was dragging Gaia out of the container as if he were a dead corpse. Sausage bit Gaia by the back of his neck as he struggled to drag him out. Along the way, Gaia's head even smashed against the edge of the door, leaving a giant bruise.

Zhao Yao bit his lower lip and stared earnestly into Baozi's eyes, "Do not be nervous. Don't be afraid to say anything that comes to your mind. This is a democratic place."