"What took the bait?" Little Illusion asked curiously.
"Mm, it has nothing to do with you. Just keep a close eye on Old Wang."
Wenren Sheng waved a hand. He had originally thought Aihandebu was fishing for him, but now it seemed the other party was using him to fish for someone else.
As for how Wang Mingtang had learned that information, Prophecy Art in this world was no mere decoration.
Shi Shi could shield him, certainly, but once information emerged, it would leave traces elsewhere, which could naturally be foretold.
Wang Mingtang was old and cunning. He definitely would not walk into a trap aimed directly at him.
But if it were a trap aimed at himself, Wang Mingtang would lose the vigilance he should have had and, driven by greed, try to take the bait.
Wenren Sheng shook his head and set the matter aside.
With no urgent daily tasks on hand, he decided to turn his attention back to the core issue of raising his Mystery Points.
He was currently at 4,010 points, enough for conventional combat, but far from sufficient against Aihandebu or those Bizarreness Objects.
At the very least, he still could not contend with rule-based objects, like the two games that had dragged away his consciousness.
One was Werewolf Kill, and the other was Raft Survival.
Perhaps the same Bizarreness Object was behind both of them.
Big Cat had just finished being repaired, so it was time to send her out again.
The Mist Wall had blocked the way before, but now he could travel through mirrors to the Americas, and Big Cat could operate there just as freely.
He had tested that earlier while tracking the crow.
If he could investigate the thing behind this, it would surely trigger a prompt from the