บท 287: Chapter 147 Schrödinger's Roast Duck

If Chen Ze knew the troubles Rose was facing, he surely would not have been able to suppress a laugh.

Not just unreachable, your Spider God is probably buried under three feet of grass by now.

To think that Nyarlathotep didn't hold back at all, directly wiping out all those little ants, not leaving a single one alive.

However, Chen Ze is still unaware of this development, so he calmly poured a glass of wine for Rose.

"Smells really nice, I'll give it a try," Rose said, and before Chen Ze could react to stop her, she had already gulped down an Elizabeth, not a single hair left.

Chen Ze's mouth twitched, this proof of liquor... Is it really okay to drink it like this?

Suddenly, Chen Ze felt an intense urge to ask Rose whether there was some sort of drinking culture in the alternative world as well?

"Manager, I'm so sleepy," Betty yawned as she came downstairs, rubbing her eyes.