C192 Last World 2

He got up from his chair and stretched, his neck aching from years of work, his protective white coat on.

As she walked out of the office, everyone respectfully called her Prof. Lo along the way. Lo Queque felt extremely satisfied and proud of herself.

The rules, of course, gave her a lot more authority than Fang. This time, she had chosen her own role and used her own name, Lo Queque