The so-called brainstorming cannot always just be done behind closed doors, only focusing on one's own small plot in Dapo Town.
"Alright then, I'll go buy some nutrient paste first, I haven't eaten yet."
"Inspector Cheng!" A familiar rough voice suddenly called from behind.
He instinctively turned his head, only to see Wu Rui, who was even more muscular than him, already standing behind him, with three unopened boxes of nutrient paste strapped to his waist.
Wu Rui's face was full of smiles, but his eyes were filled with unabashed admiration, his gaze wandering along Cheng Ye's muscle lines as he couldn't help but exclaim:
"Your muscles are really beautiful, the shape is perfect, and this firmness, it's obviously built through real training, much better than those boosted by drugs!"
"Stop, stop, stop!"
