A Troubled Mind

At Grandpa Gu's words, Tong Muxue fell into deep thought again.

What was Grandpa Gu's reason for asking her to come?

It definitely wasn't to get her to help make dumplings. It had to do with the Entropy organization.

Was he putting off discussing the real business because he wanted to test her?

Come to think of it, that made sense. She had been appointed the head of one of the Death Game's three major organizations, Entropy.

How could they possibly let someone who had never met them and knew nothing about them take that position?

Tong Muxue knew what situation she was in now. She knew how large the Entropy organization was, but wasn't sure whether she had what it took to become its head.

After learning more about it,

she might agree, or she might refuse.

But no matter what, Yimo and Ji Ran were in trouble now, and she needed support and strength.

So she had to maintain a certain relationship with Entropy. Even if she didn't become its head, she planned to join the organization.

And before that, she couldn't let things turn sour between her and Entropy.

With Yimo and Ji Ran in trouble, Tong Muxue was actually extremely anxious. She didn't want to waste any time on pointless things.

But faced with Grandpa Gu's request, which seemed like a one-sided test, Tong Muxue had no choice but to agree.

Tong Muxue: "You're joking, Grandpa Gu. If you don't mind that my dumplings might not be as good as Grandma Li's, I'd be happy to help."

Grandpa Gu: "How could I mind? You young people never lived through the Great Famine, so you don't know what we ate back then, or how many people starved to death."

"This peaceful age we have now didn't come