Yan Ling had already carried Jiang Jiamian into the building. Jiang Jiamian glanced at the stairs and then at the elevator. Seeing that 'I can't think of a name' hadn't sent it yet, he silently shut up without mentioning the word 'elevator'. Yan Ling, who didn't understand either, carried him up the stairs.
Humph, let him climb! It's on the twelfth floor. Whoever asked him to change from a female to a male. He deserves it even if he's exhausted.
['I can't think of a name' send you a gift - nameless.]
[Lone Commander: Uh... Nameless!? Isn't this some unreliable product?]
[I can't think of a name: What are you thinking about? Everything I give you is developed by myself. It is nameless because I haven't thought of a name yet. Don't look down on it. You won't find any products that are as good as mine.]
[Lone Commander: OK! Thanks!]