Chen Li: Playing Contingency Contract? Where's Babel's Wraith? Someone Help! (1W2, continued)

"Oh, right! Great, little Icarus, our food budget is saved!" Feng Jin said, tightly hugging the Hungry Beast in her arms.

"Beep~ beep?" Little Icarus tilted its round body, seemingly having no idea what was going on.

"From now on, Feng Jin, just focus on shielding little Icarus, then throw it out there. Little Icarus can handle the rest of the enemies itself," Chen Li told Feng Jin in the most natural tone.

Wouldn't it be stranger for a Preservation demigod not to put up shields?

"Is... is that really okay?"

This was little Icarus, not Big Ivan.

"Emmm..." Chen Li stared intently at little Icarus in Feng Jin's arms, falling into deep thought.

This was Amphoreus's most "ferociously hungry" Memory Spirit; only Chen Li dared stare it down for ten seconds!

Now, Chen Li was considering... whether he should fit little Icarus with a ram, like the front of the Astral Express.

But then little Icarus's character concept would overlap with the Astral Express.

Chen Li shook his head and regretfully abandoned the idea.

Meanwhile, Cipher was complaining to Aglaea.

After all, she had accepted Aglaea's request and tried to rouse the grief-stricken Chrysos Heirs from their sorrow.

It had also been Aglaea who wanted a "more festive" solution.

Yet once Cipher announced the "Wedding News," the first person to attack her had been Aglaea. Those golden threads had nearly wrapped her up like a rice dumpling!

At the same time, Cipher was troubled over Chen Li—given how he was the sort everyone coveted, how was he supposed to get married?

Maybe she should take a little loss and claim Chen Li for herself.

The thought flashed through Cipher's mind, and her cat ears twitched lightly.

"Thank you, Cipher. If it weren't for you, everyone might still be immersed