Published at 29th of November 2020 03:05:12 AM
Hehe… I take this opportunity to change the topic .
“What’s your drink called?”
Rozanne immediately turns around and picks up the beverage bottle on the table . She says with a smile, “This is it! The design looks cool, right?”
The beverage bottle has a streamlined design with a footprint theme . The name is:
“Reporter . ”
That’s different from mine… I politely compliment, “Looks good . ”
Rozanne twists the cap that has been opened a long time ago as if she’s preparing to take a sip .
I instinctively want to stop her, but after opening my mouth, I realize that I don’t have a reason .
Furthermore, a third of the Reporter beverage is gone . This means that Rozanne has already drank it . There’s no point in stopping her now .
Gulp… Rozanne lowers the bottle and twists the cap back on .
“It doesn’t taste bad . Try it . ”
“Okay, okay,” I say perfunctorily .
Rozanne doesn’t urge me any further . Instead, she points at the remaining beverage bottles in the plastic bag .
“You can also switch bottles . ”
“No need, there’s no need,” I reply without hesitation .
Either way, I don’t intend to drink it . It doesn’t matter if I switch it or not .
After two seconds of deliberation, I look at Rozanne and probe, “How do you feel after drinking it? Any special sensations?”
“Special sensations? Do you think this is a drug? Erm, it’s moderately sweet and refreshing . The fragrance will definitely be better after chilling it . ” Rozanne says, a little pissed .
She doesn’t look like she’s lying… This means that she probably didn’t obtain superpowers from the Reporter beverage… I subconsciously survey my surroundings and realize that my fellow colleagues have more or less drunk some of Rozanne’s beverages, but none of them show any signs of abnormality .
They don’t even appear dazed or confused .
Could it be that only the Assassin beverage I picked last time has a special effect? I wonder if that’s considered being lucky or not… I quickly control my doubts and wave the Instigator beverage in my hand .
“I’ll need to get down to work . ”
“Go ahead . Don’t let me stop you . ” Rozanne waves her hand casually .
Returning to my seat, I sit down . I look at the Instigator beverage in front of me and fall into deep thought .
After about twenty seconds, I use my large mug meant for drinking water . This is something I prepare for taking pleasant gulps of water . I open the cap of the Instigator beverage and pour the liquid inside .
Although I don’t plan on drinking this beverage, I’m curious about what the liquid inside looks like, and whether it contains some special powers .
Splash . I pour all of the Instigator beverage into my mug .
That’s too little, isn’t it? That definitely isn’t 500 milliliters! I can’t help but look down on this beverage’s manufacturer .
My mug isn’t small, but it usually can’t hold the entirety of a 550-ml bottle of mineral water .
In other words, while there appeared to be quite a bit of “Instigator” in it, the manufacturer had actually cut corners!
Hmm, it’s dark blue . It’s clear, and it’s quite enticing… I carefully observe the liquid in the mug and gather some preliminary information .
Other than that, the drink is no different from anything else, at least not on the surface .
After some thought, I decide to throw something into the mug to see if there will be any changes .
What do I throw? I look around when I suddenly get a bout of inspiration .
Those dried mushrooms!
Anyway, this isn’t something I plan on eating, so I can use it for experiments .
I really am a genius!
Without any hesitation, I tear open the packaging and throw the black dried mushrooms into the dark blue liquid, watching them stretch out and expand slightly .
There aren’t any changes . I’m starting to think that I’m overthinking matters .
Suddenly, messages come from my work’s chat group . I start to get busy .
About fifteen minutes later, I finish my work and raise my head, preparing to stretch my neck .
Suddenly, I see a mushroom!
A white and tender mushroom with red star dots all over it!
…Where did this mushroom come from? I glance over and discover that it’s growing in my mug .
It’s about the size of a palm . Its skin, no—its surface is so tender and supple . On the cap, there are mushrooms of the same breed, just like its hands and feet .
What the hell is this? I’m confused .
At that moment, the mushroom sways and the cap moves upwards as though it has lifted its head .
The two slightly larger red stars that look like eyes meet my gaze .
Just like that, I look at it, and it seems to be looking at me .
A few seconds later, the mushroom reaches out its many “hands,” and using the edge of the mug as leverage, it jumps out .
In the next second, it jumps to the floor and wildly runs towards the office door .
F*ck… I’m still confused .
At the same time, I discover a problem: All of the Instigator beverage in the mug is gone .
Almost subconsciously, I stand up and chase after the mushroom .
I suspect that it’s a product from the fusion of the Instigator beverage and the dried mushrooms!
I have to resolve this accident I caused, as soon as possible!
The mushroom is “short” and extremely fast . It passes through the office without being obstructed, and wasn’t even discovered . On the other hand, I’m stopped by my colleagues several times and have no choice but to slow down .
So, although the mushroom’s footsteps are obviously smaller than mine, it still escapes from the company .
I-it charged into the company next door!
I subconsciously follow .
At this moment, the security guard next door stops me .
“What are you here for?” the tall and strong security guard asks .
My mind races as I come up with an excuse:
“I’m here for Vice President Wu . ”
“Vice President Wu?” The security officer doesn’t believe me . “I’ll ask the front desk . ”
While he’s walking to the front desk, I approach the door and gaze inside .
I’m shocked by what I’m seeing .
The employees of the company next door are either wearing black hooded robes or wearing strange costumes . They’re dancing with something similar to an “Employees’ Dance for Business . ”
A cosplay convention? A masquerade ball? It’s only nine in the morning… I’m confused again, forgetting to sneak inside .
“What’s your boss doing?” I ask when the security guard returns .
It’s so strange!
The security officer shakes his head .
“I don’t know either .
“I’m just a worker . ”
Tsk, the moment I hear that, it’s obvious that he’s trying to draw a clear line between him and them… I press, “Is your boss inside too?”
“Yes, that one over there who isn’t wearing anything,” the security guard replies nonchalantly .
I focus my gaze, and the corner of my mouth twitches involuntarily .
Pervert!