Published: March 2, 2025
Even after living in the new house for three days, Asha still hadn't awakened from the immense surprise and shock.
For this personal maid of Thunder, the changes were too rapid.
The bed was too soft...
The food was too delicious...
The servants were too respectful...
The room decorations were too luxurious...
The electricity and clean water were too abundant...
Oh, and the house was simply too big.
Several times, Asha had even gotten lost in this place called 'home'.
One could only say that the surprise had come too suddenly...
At this moment, Asha was changing Friday's diaper. Although this dirty work could naturally be done by the maids in the mansion, Asha found them too clumsy. As for Friday, whom she treated as her own, Asha would absolutely not hand her over to some unfamiliar woman.
Just as she was halfway through her task, there came a knock at the door from the maid outside.
The Head Maid of the entire mansion gently opened the door and said to Asha, "My lady, Miss Shima is here to see you."
Upon hearing the Head Maid's words, Asha paused her movements and then sighed softly.
"Understood, please arrange for her in the living room. I will be there shortly."
Miss Shima, her neighbor, was said to be the secretary of sequence eighty-three—Dijang, and possibly also his wife; who knows.
As for these matters, Asha herself had no real interest, but as the saying goes, "the butt decides the head." Since she had entered the sequence-level circle, she naturally had to face a pile of chaotic issues—such as the social gatherings of sequence-level experts' families...
These 'noblewomen', relying on their powerful men, lived in the best houses of Eternal Sky City, enjoying treatments that ordinary people could hardly imagine, leading lives where everything was brought to their door. Their living conditions were even more luxurious than before the apocalypse! But don't underestimate them; while their men fought and died outside, they also bore the heavy responsibility of communicating and building connections with others!
Interpersonal relationships were like a large net; their value might not be apparent in ordinary times, but at critical moments, no one could guess how much value this could hold.
And there was nothing more suitable for socializing than the 'families of powerful individuals' living in the same area.
...
When Asha carried Friday down the stairs, she saw Shima in a white shirt, a black skirt, and black stockings.
This former secretary of Dijang still presented herself as shrewd and capable. Her aura had not weakened with the dissolution of the Indian rebellion army; instead, her presence seemed even stronger.
With Dijang's strength, after arriving in Beijing, as long as he didn't self-destruct, he would certainly be reused by the Beijing side—this reuse was even more powerful than when he was the big boss of that rebellion army!
This was the benefit of making the cake bigger.
In fact, Dijang was not the kind of person who couldn't distinguish reality. After a brief meeting with Lin Haifeng, he immediately decided to join the Huaxia Military family—perhaps Lin Haifeng hadn't given him any other options.
With Dijang, Shima's status also rose, and given Shima's own excellent abilities, she naturally mixed well in this residential area for sequence-level experts.
Seeing Asha walk down the stairs, Shima put down her coffee, stood up with a smile, and quickly approached. With a familiarity, she picked up Friday from Asha's arms and skillfully began to rock her.
Friday giggled happily in Shima's arms, appearing to be in a good mood.
It seemed that this was not the first time Shima and Asha had met—in fact, three days ago, when Asha had just moved into this mansion, Shima had already come to visit.
Just based on how familiar Shima was with Friday now, it was clear that Shima had been socializing over the past couple of days, living up to the phrase "the host and guest enjoy themselves."
The two women then sat down on the sofa, chatting about mundane topics.