Within the consciousness space.
After Douluo saw Jiang Zhen listen to her cooperation terms—which were practically "getting something for nothing"—with nothing but a tightly furrowed brow and prolonged silence, she could not help feeling uneasy.
Thinking Jiang Zhen intended to refuse this "weighty" cooperation, her little face immediately took on a tearful expression.
Lowering her head, she fiddled with the hem of her dress and slowly said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, carrying a trace of grievance and some strange resolve:
"If... if you insist... I... I wouldn't necessarily be unwilling to... give you..."
As she spoke, a suspicious blush spread across her little face, and her eyes darted away.
"???"
Jiang Zhen froze for a moment, then realized what she meant. His scalp went numb, and he hurriedly waved his hands to stop her.
"Stop, stop, stop! Cut it out! Don't talk nonsense! What do you take me for?!"
Hearing this, Douluo raised her head. A hint of cunning and an "as expected" look flashed through her pure, flawless eyes as she gave him a meaningful glance, as if saying, Keep pretending. Go on.
Jiang Zhen: "..."
He felt profoundly helpless. It was simply impossible to communicate normally with a Plane Consciousness whose way of thinking seemed to have been contaminated by some strange information!
Rubbing his brow, he decided to skip this dangerous topic.
"Alright, back to business."
Jiang Zhen's expression turned serious.
"Tell me exactly how this cooperation is supposed to work. What do you need to do?"
Seeing Jiang Zhen take the initiative to steer the conversation back to serious matters, Douluo immediately put away her pitiful expression, replacing it with a serious look.
She floated before Jiang Zhen, sat cross-legged in midair, and began explaining in detail:
"According to that person's