What could make a learned mage shout, "Get your ass up and party," then launch the next round of a game and begin another day-night cycle?
What could force a group of lofty gods to sell their dignity and struggle to maintain their religious followings?
Is this a distortion of human nature, or a collapse of morality?
Luo Ze: "Your account's gone!"
After saying that, Luo Ze couldn't help glancing at the women supporting him behind him, and fell silent.
Luo Ze: "Huh? Since when do I have so many wings?"
Bystander: "You talked them all into it!"
(A sweet story with no angst)
