"It won't work. Still won't work!"
"Why did those foods have no effect at all after being sent in?"
"Where exactly is the problem?"
Half a month later, the big rat, having achieved nothing, stared at the little milk dog and asked seriously.
The little milk dog looked up at the sky, wearing an expression that said it had no idea what he was talking about.
"Forget it. I was originally going to improve your diet—let you eat meat and drink milk every day, with seventy maids to pet you on the side. But now it seems you can only let my sister's rough hands stroke you every day." The big rat was far too clever, casually trying to fool it.
The little milk dog drooled disgracefully.
There was no helping it. After spending these days in this world, Little Illusion's appetite had gone from picky to highly adaptable.
Any bad appetite was just hunger not being severe enough.
Hunger could completely awaken one's instincts and turn them into a beast!
If one could swallow tree bark, what was there left to be picky about?
The little milk dog shook its head, regretting for the first time that it had not studied hard.
Those earlier 0s and 1s had already been painfully recalled, all directly seen from Wenren Sheng.
As for anything more—the secrets capable of completely dismantling the leveling system—expecting a hopeless student like Little Illusion to remember them was harder than reaching the heavens.
So it could only casually draw some 0s and 1s on the ground.
That night, it received a roasted pig hind leg.
After eating, it continued bluffing the next day.
But who was the big rat?
Two days of being fooled were enough.
On the third day, he sensed something was wrong, because he