"Who are you calling a freeloader? Who are you calling a freeloader?!"
An enraged voice sounded from the other end of the phone, then abruptly turned awkward. "Ah, excuse me, that was a debt collector calling—Anyway, Sister Zhou, let's continue."
With a snap, the call ended.
A few seconds later, Ji Jue's phone began vibrating wildly as a string of dog head pointing-at-him memes came flooding in, brimming with fury.
After the customary exchange of pleasantries—such as "Ji Jue, you'll regret this" and "I'm the real swordsmith"—they finally settled on Tianmen University's south gate as their meeting place.
The reason it was Tianmen University was that Ji Jue had directly checked Ye Chun's location.
It was admittedly a bit of an invasion of privacy, but it was quick, convenient, and easy. Once he got used to it, he just—got used to it.
Forgive me, salted fish. This is the last time—
Probably. Maybe. Perhaps.
Ji Jue found a place to sit, ordered an iced black tea, then began drooling blankly into space.
Vacations were rare. While coming to bother Ye Chun was one way to relax, this time, he had something important to discuss.
Gloria.
Xiao Jiu, whom Ji Jue had brought out of the Mercury Rift World; the child of every artificial human in that entire Rift World; the bird the Prophet had entrusted to him at the end.
And Mercury's daughter.
Even now, Ji Jue had no idea how she had done it. Even with his current abilities, whenever he faced Gloria's construction, he still felt utterly at a loss.
He could find no way to fully dismantle, perfect, and reconstruct it. Beneath those silver wings, her body possessed a structure like that of a living creature. Countless Spirit Essence Circuits and intricate frameworks were intertwined layer upon