"Bzzzt... Welcome to today's legal affairs program. Today's topic is... bzzzt... High-end ingredients often require only the simplest cooking methods. As usual, Third Uncle got up early and began another busy day..."
Ghostly Jiang Er sat on the laboratory workbench with her knees hugged to her chest, absentmindedly adjusting the radio's frequency.
Creak.
The laboratory door opened, and An Qingyu walked in. When he saw Jiang Er sitting on the workbench with such a dejected expression, he froze for a moment.
"What's wrong with you?"
Jiang Er raised her head to look at An Qingyu. Her lips pressed together slightly, and after hesitating for a moment, the radio beside her abruptly fell silent.
"Are you... leaving Lintang?"
An Qingyu nodded. "Yes, tomorrow morning."
Jiang Er looked away from An Qingyu, lowered her head, and buried her face between the arms around her knees as she spoke softly.
"Then... what are you planning to do with me?"
An Qingyu was slightly startled by the question, then fell into thought.
Jiang Er could not leave a one-kilometer radius around her own corpse, and since she herself was a magnetic field, she could not move the coffin at all. In other words, her freedom was completely bound by that coffin...
Wherever the coffin was, that was where she could be.
If they buried the coffin underground, then for a long time to come, Jiang Er could only move about within a cemetery, like a real ghost.
If they simply left the coffin here, Jiang Er would not be able to go far from this place, much less live normally like a human. If anyone saw her existence, this place would be considered a haunted house. And if some fool came here to explore or livestream, things would become troublesome...
It seemed that Jiang