"I have a talent!" Chen Shouyi continued writing.
Luo Jingwen: ...
He couldn't help glancing at Chen Shouyi, tempted to ask, Just how many talents do you have?
It was as if he were wholesaling cabbages.
But he forcibly held back the urge and continued watching him write.
"I can enter my own world of memories. It's just like the real world!"
There was nothing worth hiding about this. Even if others found out, it wouldn't be a big deal. After all, so what if he had more talents? Could they dissect him? At most, he would just look a little more unusual in other people's eyes.
"How real is it?" Luo Jingwen asked, his face filled with shock.
There was actually such a talent?
"As real as it can be. Even things I never saw in many of my memories can be reconstructed exactly. I've tested it more than once, and there hasn't been the slightest error. However, this ability has its limits. Every time I use it, I have to pay a certain price."
When Luo Jingwen saw the words "pay a certain price," he felt it was only natural. If there were no restrictions, this ability would be utterly heaven-defying. With just a little thought, he could come up with several ways to use it that were tailor-made for a single dog like himself.
He could simply do whatever he wanted in the world of memories!
He didn't have many doubts.
For one thing, Chen Shouyi had no reason to lie. After all, he had already planned to risk leaving tomorrow and send the information out. As for Chen Shouyi staying behind, so long as he was careful, there was no real danger.
After transforming, Chen Shouyi was even stronger than him and had no need for