"Have you vented enough?"
Wenren Sheng asked Little Illusion irritably.
"I've vented enough."
"Hurry back. I don't want anyone discovering Ultraman's true nature," Wenren Sheng said seriously.
Never underestimate other people. Even if Otherworldly Users could not see through it, there were still idle busybodies like Aihandebu. Fortunately, the connection between him and Little Illusion was purely mental and left no tangible trace, so no one could see it.
Little Illusion did not talk back. She merely pinched the crocodile sulkily and returned to the Two Colossi—the Fierce Tiger and the goldfish.
Then the enormous Ultraman Angel vanished into thin air.
The nearby believers erupted into cheers again.
As for the crocodile's use, Wenren Sheng had already made arrangements.
"Can't it condense Source Crystals? Let it keep working in your territory," Wenren Sheng instructed.
"But what if it refuses to behave and slips away?"
"That's simple. I'll set up a maze to trap it. It has no backing anyway; it's just a worker we hired. If it goes missing, no one from outside will try to rescue it," Wenren Sheng said confidently.
"Oh, Master is so smart. Let me trap it. Give me the little ball to use," Little Illusion said happily.
"With your three-year-old-level riddles, forget it. First, pick some remote place for the factory. Then I'll toss it all the Source Crystal Extraction Catalysts those four pieces of trash gave me. Once that's done, I'll personally set up 999 puzzles, so it can only work for us. How wonderful," Wenren Sheng arranged everything on his own.
"Master is arbitrary, headstrong, and looks down on people."
"Then I'll wait for you to prove me wrong. If you want to prove me wrong, study hard. At the very least, get a doctorate."
"Does a kindergarten doctorate count?"
"What do you