Lack of trust?
Tula froze. Someone born into Nightshade Academy didn't trust his own people—who were practically family—but trusted the captain, an outsider he'd only known for a few months? Had his brain stopped working?
Could it be—
Ars narrowed his eyes and was just about to say something when a curious voice rang out through the channel.
"What problem?"
Ars: ""
Tula: ""
The two of them stared at each other in astonishment, then turned eerily toward the person who had interrupted them. It was Little Cabbage, who was watching them curiously from nearby.
If he remembered correctly, they were using a private channel unique to the two of them, right? How had this girl gotten in?
"How did you get in?" Tula couldn't help asking directly.
"Get in how?" Little Cabbage tilted her head. Then she suddenly understood and said curiously, "I just came in. You two are so close to me, and the Mental Channel fluctuations are so obvious. I adjusted the frequency and got in."
She said it as though it were as simple as eating or drinking, leaving the two of them utterly dumbfounded!
Yeah, right.
Adjust the mental frequency? Was that something someone at her level could do?
Anyone who could adjust mental frequencies was at least Dragon-level, right? Besides, the channel they were using had been constructed by a high-level Arcane Master from their family. Even a star-level Mental Department lifeform standing nearby couldn't have entered so easily, could it?
Seeing their stunned expressions, Little Cabbage looked completely baffled.
Was it really that strange?
Most of the developers at the base could do something like this. Among the Flower Spirits, she was the only one who could, but who could blame her for being so outstanding? These two probably hadn't encountered Rain Woman