Backlund, Blanca Street 192.
Fors took half a minute to recover in the bedroom. "What an incredible gathering!"
Then, the unbelievable things from the gathering surged into her mind like a tide. "Emperor has a way to use a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact?
"Why did The Sun speak so strangely? It seemed he didn't live on the Northern and Southern Continent or in the archipelago regions? Where exactly was he?
"A Serial Killing case was actually the work of a Demon?"
Questions sprouted endlessly in Fors's heart like bamboo shoots in spring.
The gathering had been far too intimidating. During the final exchange session, she had actually been too embarrassed to ask the questions in her heart.
Then she thought, So the Stormy Sea hadn't always been stormy? Did it become stormy because of the Nether Emperor from the history books? What should I do? I really want to know the answers! I wonder whether, if I trade with Emperor again and pay him 600 Pounds, he'll tell me the answers?
At that thought, she sighed, lamenting why her life was so poor. Logically speaking, savings of over a thousand Pounds should have been enough for her to live a middle-class life in Backlund, but at that moment, those savings seemed so pale and powerless.
No, she could not delay any longer. She had to write the opening of her new book as soon as possible!
As long as she wrote the opening, the rest would be easier to write.
After struggling for quite a while, she finally sat up in bed. I need to take it slow. Getting up too quickly isn't good for my health. Of course, she also had to make use of the time she spent taking it slow. For example, how about reading a magazine