Before long, Jiang Mian found a suitable spot in a mountain valley.
It was far from the Underground City, with plenty of space—more than enough to build a town.
So she casually conjured several wind blades and a Wind Field, cleared an open area, and let the people out.
"Alliance Master!"
Jiang Mian nodded. Without exchanging many words with them, she turned and flew back.
After ordering the Golden Crow to travel on its own, she decisively switched back to her main body.
Meanwhile, in the office.
Jiang Mian opened her eyes and found herself lying on a folding bed, with a coat draped over her.
With her current constitution, it made little difference whether she covered herself or not. She wasn't going to catch a chill.
Still, having something to hold did make her feel safer.
A reassuring scent reached her nose, and Jiang Mian curled up instinctively.
Seeing that Ye Chenyang wasn't there, she sat up and tentatively slipped the coat on.
The hem hung a little low, and the sleeves were rather loose. It didn't quite fit, but a strange tremor stirred in her heart.
Jiang Mian couldn't help covering her head as she muttered to herself:
"What's wrong with me?"
She'd been acting strangely these past few days. Whenever she cuddled up to him, her mind turned into a muddle, and she kept imagining all sorts of weird scenes.
Just like the first time they kissed.
She knew the reason, really. She just didn't want to admit it, telling herself that she was under too much pressure and needed an outlet.
According to what Ye Chenyang had said before, as she continued advancing, the organs inside her body would mutate toward whatever form best suited survival.
So, in essence, Jiang Mian could no longer be considered