But Chen Luo was somewhat reluctant to let it go.
All he could say was that this special skill might produce different effects on different people.
For example, the difficulty and effectiveness of fooling the Herrscher of Knowledge were definitely different from fooling Mei.
How hard could someone who had been scammed by her own mother possibly be to fool?
As for Mei, someone who could lead an entire civilization to the very end without ever giving up hope, everyone probably understood just how hard she was to fool.
Mei was truly an outstanding leader, intelligent to a terrifying degree.
According to Mei herself, she had been an extreme romantic, which was why she became a rationalist before the apocalypse had been eradicated.
"I always feel like you're thinking about something bad." Sensing the occasional hint of malice in Chen Luo's gaze, the Herrscher of Knowledge narrowed her eyes.
"How could that be? Little Senti, tell me, what secret of mine don't you know?"
"Uh, none. But whether I know your secrets has nothing to do with whether you talk badly about me, does it?"
"Then think about it again. Is there anything you wanted that I refused to give you?"
"No."
"Have the two of us ever been apart for more than a day? Other than special cases like skipping through a plot."
"No."
"Then how could I possibly bear to badmouth you? You're my favorite, the great Lady Herrscher of Knowledge." Chen Luo said with heartfelt indignation.
Ding! Evaluating... Based on the Herrscher of Knowledge's affection for you, the persuasiveness of your words, the concentration of apocalyptic aura in the current environment, and many other factors, a 30-sided die will be generated.
Within frozen time, Chen Luo saw a die with thirty sides.
The numbers on