Qian Sui and Bai Zhi

Qian Sui naturally recognized the items she possessed.

The seasoning jar in the hands of the Chef who was about to cook her was one of her own items.

—[God of Cooking's Seasoning Jar].

Although there were many jars with similar appearances, this jar bore a mark she had personally made, one that only she would recognize. It could not be faked.

Items placed inside the Inventory could not be opened by anyone else; only their owner could use them. The same applied to Anomalies.

Her own seasoning jar was still sitting obediently inside her Inventory.

If that was the case, where had the seasoning jar in the other party's hands come from?

For a moment, Qian Sui's thoughts were utterly muddled.

While she was lost in confusion, Bai Zhi carefully observed her.

In terms of appearance, this "Ingredients" tied to the cross was indeed not much different from the Red-haired Loli in the gym at the Station. The only difference was that this Red-haired Loli had distinctly inhuman pointed ears.

...An Elf?

Bai Zhi looked thoughtful.

If that was the case, then certain things could be explained.

After all, Elves were a Long-lived Race. Perhaps even at a thousand years old, she was still a minor...

Shaking his head slightly, Bai Zhi pulled back his increasingly wild thoughts.

He did not have much time left. If a certain Red-haired Loli had not given him that seasoning jar before entering the Dungeon, he would not have been able to interfere in this stretch of history that had nothing to do with him.

Now that he had confirmed her identity, all he needed to do was escape quickly. There was no more time to waste here.

But the problem was... how?

Looking at the large group of Anomalies gathering below, Bai