Chapter 662

Kingston's words amused Matthew. Before Matthew could bring it up, he had already called himself ungrateful. While he claimed he had no gratitude, he said thanks after Matthew helped him. As Kingston kept putting himself down in such a manner, Matthew found it tough to ask for Plague Compendium. He could only play along for now. "Funny enough, I just love helping ungrateful people." Kingston shot Matthew a strange look before pushing his electric scooter into the yard. After parking it, he walked inside his house. Not wanting to head inside, Matthew sat in the yard, mulling over his plans for the night. Unfortunately, Kingston's place was too bearable to stay in. When Matthew was still thinking, Kingston suddenly burst out of the house in a hurry, stopping in the middle of the yard and looking up at the sky to the west. Steam appeared in the west over the rooftops, resembling a trail of white smoke rising into the air. Kingston couldn't help but yell, "Dammit! The factory's up