"I need to ask about something."
"Go ahead."
The other girl dipped her head toward the beautiful girl before her, glanced at her little feet in white stockings, and actually couldn't help swallowing.
"Is something wrong with me? Why do I think her legs are so cute?"
After walking out the door and shaking her head, this native girl from Kalu World felt inexplicably uneasy.
She actually found another girl fatally attractive. That was seriously ridiculous.
The Black-Robed Man on the Battlefield
And it wasn't just her body. Even F827's face kept popping into her mind from time to time.
Then that night, she dreamed of cuddling with Miss F827. She even got pregnant in the dream, and when she woke up the next day, her feelings became even more complicated.
Because she knew it wasn't merely a dream. She had genuinely developed feelings for her.
"It's over. I've fallen."
To be honest, Miss F827 hadn't noticed her at all.
No matter how many clones she had, they were still limited. Mystic Thread couldn't observe everyone's thoughts all day long.
After the conversation ended, she began busying herself with her own affairs.
She had distributed resources to several groups of people, many of whom were Mages trained back in the Main World. Their strength was only around apprentice level, nowhere near Black Iron Rank.
As production personnel, these people really did a good job. They directly used up the resources provided by Ye Qian and established a stable light tank production line.
Unlike the tanks they had purchased, the new tanks had actually been enhanced with Runes.
Although magical technology had been used, even if others captured them, they still wouldn't understand why casually drawing a few patterns inside and adding some gemstone powder could produce all kinds of