Being Ji Jue's secretary is a physically demanding job.
Not only does the workload double, but the ability to handle pressure must withstand the test.
Although Yu Shu felt from day one that his boss had a few mental issues, he didn't expect it to be historically unprecedented to this extent.
A prosthetic modification convention, for crying out loud!
Are you really not afraid they'll start something big?
"Then what do we do?" Ji Jue retorted, "Verbally urge everyone not to mess around?"
For a moment, Yu Shu was speechless.
If we have to pick the tallest of the dwarves, there's no other way but this.
Besides, at least the convention is within the Coast's jurisdiction; if any outrageous modifications occur, we can prevent them in advance.
Although somewhat abstract, from a practical standpoint, it is effective.
And isn't it convenient for them to... cough cough, borrow the vast wisdom of common folk!
