Seeing Tinwood like this, Pandora suddenly grew wary—ever since she had made a mistake last time and been forced to apologize to Tinwood, she had wanted to regain the upper hand. She immediately asked without ceremony, "What, are you trying to cause trouble while you have the chance again?"
"Don't slander me," Tinwood replied quickly. "This time, I really plan to honor the agreement for several decades. I definitely won't take the chance to cause trouble."
"Then do you want to help?" After thinking for a moment, Pandora spoke again. "Weren't you very capable before? If you truly don't intend to cause trouble this time, you can help. If you perform well, I can talk to Richard and have your contract term reduced."
Tinwood's expression shifted. He looked somewhat tempted, but in the end, he sighed and refused. "Forget it. If you had told me earlier and given me time to prepare, I could have done it. But right now, I've been consolidating my source power, greatly reducing my attack power in exchange for increased defense. In a sense, I'm just a very sturdy meat target. If I really help and fight enemies, I can only passively take hits. I can't hurt anyone at all, so there's no point."
"Is that so?" Pandora responded with slight disappointment. She did not press the matter further, turning to leave and preparing to check the Storage Room again for something she could use as a handy weapon.
But just as she was about to step out, she stopped abruptly and whipped around, as if she had thought of something, staring blankly and intensely at Tinwood.
Tinwood grew a little nervous under her gaze and could not help saying, "Little girl, what are you trying to do? I... I said I'm not planning to