Sky Dome Temple.
Frost Elf.
Anno.
Luo Chuan wrote down these three names, frowning in thought.
After a while, he added "A Li."
After another while, he wrote down "Endless Divine Court" as well.
And "Kolo."
More and more names appeared, gradually filling the entire sheet of paper.
In the end, every name revolved around the same center—Goddess.
And the name closest to it was dragon.
So, was the final answer still with the dragons?
Of course, Luo Chuan had a simpler and faster method: directly tear the entire sheet to pieces, utterly destroying the original rules. It was not impossible for him to do.
But Luo Chuan did not want to do that.
He had no confidence that he could tear the entire sheet apart in the required manner and still restore it completely to its original state afterward.
But that was not the most crucial matter right now.
Luo Chuan circled the first few names he had written down, then could not help sighing and scratching his hair.
Troublesome.
A girl's softly hummed melody drifted into his ears.
Luo Chuan looked up. Yao Ziyan was sitting there, her long, slender legs crossed and gently swaying as she looked at the Magic Phone in her hands.
She did not seem the least bit impatient.
"Classmate Little Yao."
"Hm? What is it?"
Yao Ziyan looked up at him, not understanding why Luo Chuan had suddenly called her.
"Take a look at this." Luo Chuan pushed the sheet covered in names before her.
Yao Ziyan examined it carefully, picked up a pen, and under Luo Chuan's expectant gaze, added several names he had forgotten.
"Mm, now it's right." Yao Ziyan nodded in satisfaction.
"I didn't ask you to fill in the omissions." Luo Chuan flicked the girl on the forehead.