The time flow within the World Tomb was extremely chaotic. Bai Zhi had already gained a deep understanding of that firsthand.
They had clearly spent nearly half a year inside, yet only a few days had passed outside. It was just that, because their memories had been blocked, most players could not perceive it.
But Bai Zhi had not expected Night Owl to be vaguely aware of this as well...
For him, they had only been apart for a week. But for Night Owl, although he had no idea how long she had spent in the World Tomb, it had been at least half a year.
"Japan... Did you all go abroad on a group trip before?"
Sitting on the table with her legs swinging, Night Owl looked somewhat curious after hearing Bai Zhi's account.
"Uh... more or less. Though we forgot about Tian Huo."
His gaze swept over the girl before him. Bai Zhi raised one hand into a fist before his mouth and gave a few light coughs.
Unlike Fireworks of Romance, a certain black-stockinged, long-legged beauty who favored a mature-woman style, Night Owl was the petite, girl-next-door type.
And perhaps because she had only just returned from a place like the World Tomb, there was a distinct travel-worn air about her at the moment.
Long pants, long sleeves, long boots, a sky-blue pouch hanging at her waist, and a red scarf tied around her neck—she was dressed exactly like an adventurer, giving off a quirky and mischievous impression.
To be honest, seeing her dressed like this, Bai Zhi found it difficult to connect her with the cook who normally wore a scarf while making food. It was probably some kind of... exotic charm?
Exotic charm, swaying above all else.
"You left her home alone... You only came