Beach Show

Deslin watched William demonstrate his rhetoric while sipping the soup from a cup of Instant Noodles.

It had to be said that, although such behavior went against gentlemanly conduct,

in the current situation, erasing the barriers—even the hatred—between them and reestablishing contact with Lorien could only be achieved through such special rhetoric and methods.

Moreover, Lorien's current development had, to a certain extent, already surpassed the scope of the Old World. If they did not establish a good relationship now, it would become very difficult later.

Deslin continued immersing herself in the profound experience of drinking soup and stopped paying attention to what was happening at the table.

After waiting for about five minutes,

Lorien kept staring into William's eyes with his Moon Eyes, trying to discern whether there were any impurities within them.

After confirming several times that no impurities had appeared, Lorien asked again:

"What sort of performance do you need me to cooperate with? How many performances will there be? Can you list roughly how much of my time it will take?"

William did not answer directly. Instead, he threw out another question. "I can't say for sure. After all, the exact number of performances depends on their effect.

"If the scale is large enough and the effect good enough, perhaps we can achieve the desired result in one go.

"Besides, the performance has to take place in the Old World, so it will definitely delay your lunar project, Lorien. Speaking of which, at your current level, you should be able to shrink the moon and carry it with you, right?

"How about this? You bring the moon along and join us directly. That way, you can manage the moon while handling the performance. Wouldn't that be killing two birds with one stone?"

"You really are a