A trace of confusion flashed through Qingyao's eyes. "I'm sorry, but I can't answer that question either."
Chen Ze refused to give up and pressed on. "Then what do you know? For example, the Myriad Things Space's previous owner? Or how it was originally formed?"
Qingyao shook her head slightly. There truly were no other memories in her mind. "I'm unclear about the things you mentioned as well, and I don't remember whether there were any other owners.
I only know that guarding the Myriad Things Shop and serving the owner of the Myriad Things Space are the only things I need to do."
Chen Ze nodded with slight disappointment. He had not expected that even the sole existence within the Myriad Things Space could not give him an answer.
He suddenly chuckled, as if he had figured something out. "Forget it. No answer is fine.
Being a muddleheaded person isn't so bad. If one insists on seeking an answer to everything, it only adds to one's troubles."
He changed the subject. "Does the Myriad Things Shop have any new functions now?"
Qingyao nodded gently at his words.
Chen Ze's heart leaped with joy at the sight. His guess had indeed been right.
If Qingyao merely possessed the intelligence to communicate with him yet knew nothing else,
then what was the point of the Myriad Things Space reaching its peak level?
Just then, Chen Ze suddenly discovered that an inexplicably clear connection had appeared within his sea of consciousness.
The connection was like an invisible thread, binding him tightly to the Myriad Things Shop.
More precisely, it was a separate connection with Qingyao.
"This is..."
"You will no longer need to personally come to the Myriad Things Shop in the future. With a single thought, I will be able to