Wenren Sheng thought for a moment, walked over to Little Panda, and set down an alarm clock.
Of course, he was not the sort of person who made trouble for no reason.
He had his own purpose.
Five minutes later, the alarm clock went off with an ear-splitting ring.
"What's going on? Has Gegeros come?" Little Panda abruptly rolled over and sat up in a daze, rubbing its eyes. Then it asked blankly, "What was I saying just now?"
Wenren Sheng was the sort of person who made trouble for a reason.
He had already known that Ai Han De Bu had left behind a contingency plan when it regressed.
It had remained constantly vigilant against the things of chaos. Even after regressing into a little panda, hearing an alarm clock in its dreams still made it think of the thing it feared most.
"You didn't say anything, but I want to tell you this: only by facing fear can you conquer it. When you choose to run away, you may enjoy temporary comfort, but sooner or later, the most tragic outcome will come. For Ordinary Persons, there is still the merciful safeguard of death, but for you, there is absolutely no such happy ending." Wenren Sheng spoke with an unfathomable expression.
He gave himself a hundred out of ten for that pretentious air.
Little Panda looked utterly bewildered. "What are you talking about? I don't understand a word. I'm going to find Wu Mama for a hug."
With that, it tugged its round panda butt and waddled toward the backyard.
It did not understand?
Its acting skills were certainly profound.
Who would have thought it? Ai Han De Bu, you thick-browed, big-eyed fellow, had found yourself an escape route long ago too.
These Source Spirits truly could not be