"That's it?"
Lu Yuan tore open the package of instant noodles known as "Soul Sauce", and a strong and almost pungent smell of industrial flavor rushed into his nose. He frowned and paused subconsciously with the plastic fork in his hand.
The new spicy crayfish flavor tastes more like a leaked mixture from a chemistry lab.
He sighed and forked a handful of noodles resignedly. The evening news was still playing on the TV, and the female anchor used a tone that was so steady that it made people sleep, reporting that the city's GDP growth rate had hit a new high. Everything was so normal, so normal that it was boring.
Just before he put the noodles into his mouth.
The face of the female anchor on the TV screen suddenly twisted, as if the signal was interfered with. Immediately afterwards, a line of blood-red numbers appeared out of thin air, as if they were directly smeared on the screen glass with blood.
