A Horrible Future

Bu Qiong watched with a deadpan face as Di Tou went from wearing a gray robe to a yellow robe to a red robe to a blue robe and back to a gray robe.

Di Tou on the other hand was still stunned by the myriad of options available.

F*ck, self cleaning and color changing was already impressive enough. With such a function he could wear the one robe to everything, but how come there were also options to change the design, softness, and even the f*cking smell. Was there a built in perfume shop? How come it was so advanced, ah?

Mmm… This would have to be explored more in detail later.

After all, right now, as much as he wanted to just sink in and figure out the robe, there was a certain glare directed at him that he couldn't quite shake off.

Feeling a little uncomfortable, Di Tou looked up at Bu Qiong who was still looking at him as if he was a dead man.

"Err, thank you Bu Qiong?"