The statements from both companies immediately galvanized the fans, who had been on the back foot.
Wen Ying, however, was on her lunch break.
After politely declining Uncle Zhang's offer to bring her food and following a video's steps to turn her lunch into a culinary disaster, Wen Ying plucked a leaf of Zhu Yu Grass and popped it into her mouth.
[If you can't even enjoy good food, what's the point of being human?]
Wen Ying: "..."
[Did we climb all the way to the top of the food chain just so the Host could eat grass?]
Wen Ying was speechless, finding no words to refute it.
The system was a pain, but it actually had a point this time.
She'd often seen signs in malls that said things like: You only come to the Mortal World once, so of course you have to eat meat.
Wen Ying's mood at that moment was a little complicated.
She suddenly had a craving for barbecue, but her stomach was full.
'Might as well kill some time while I digest.' Wen Ying opened Weibo.
