บท 502: Peculiar Problem

'I am not a builder, Boss.'

'Shut up. I can call you whatever I want.' Dreamer scolded.

'Then at least call me an engineer or something. Builder makes me sound like I am some labor and that too underpaid.'

'I don't give a damn. I don't have time for this. Just come out.'

'I… I.. ahgnngh. Fcuk.' Tesla wanted to cry, scream, but in the end, he just cursed and came out.

He stood in front of Dreamer, waiting for his order.

Although he knew what Dreamer wanted.

"You want me to fix this castle, right?" He asked.

But Dreamer shook his head. "Not this castle."

"Then?" Tesla asked.

Dreamer smiled and said :

"This whole planet."

Tesla's eyes turned empty. "I see. Tell me this, Boss."

"Yeah what?"

Tesla came closer to Dreamer and put his hand on his shoulder.

Then with a serious look, Tesla asked, "What kind of drugs have you been taking lately?"