"What is this..." Mobius felt like she had slept quite soundly. The only problem was that it seemed like a lot of things were pressing down on her.
But Mobius vaguely remembered that Chen Luo had been the only one beside her before she fell asleep.
Had Chen Luo snuggled up to her?
But the weight did not feel right...
When Mobius slowly opened her eyes, she saw Chen Luo eating a book, along with so many props that they had practically buried her.
No, not practically. They really had buried her.
Mobius quickly sat up, snatched the book from Chen Luo's hand, and gave him a chop to the head.
"Why are you eating my book... Oh, it doesn't seem to be mine. Hmm... what happened?" Only after snatching the book from Chen Luo did Mobius realize that it was not her betrothal gift, but a book she could not quite understand.
After the atmosphere froze for a moment, Mobius very naturally changed the subject and pointed at the scattered props piled on top of her.
Chen Luo somewhat resentfully took back the Soul Book that Mobius handed over again.
Looking on the bright side, at least it proved that Mobius truly valued that betrothal gift.
That was true... No, wait, who said it was a betrothal gift?
Either way, whether it was or not, Chen Luo could not admit it. Otherwise, he would owe the Puppeteer even more.
But as long as he did not admit it, there would be no problem.
It sounded a little like self-deception... but when it came to mysticism, he should believe in it at least a little. What if it really affected even 0.001% of his chances of becoming a Transcendent?
That was how all those senior Transcendents had made it through.