"...Hm?"
When Fang Mo saw Wanda walking toward him, he suddenly noticed that something was off.
"What is it?"
Seeing Fang Mo staring at her so intently, Wanda found it a little strange as well. She subconsciously touched her face. "Um... Is there something on my face?"
"Emmm..."
Fang Mo studied Wanda and rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "So... Have you been dating lately? Have you read any unclean books? Or are you trying to resurrect someone?"
"Huh?"
Wanda was clearly stunned by the question. "I-I haven't. Dating is still too early for me, and I haven't really read many books. As for resurrection, that's even stranger... Why are you suddenly asking me these questions, Mr. Fang Mo?"
"No?"
Fang Mo frowned slightly. "Then your condition is a little strange..."
"My condition is strange?"
Wanda touched her head in confusion. "I just haven't been feeling very well mentally lately. I've been a little dazed, and I keep having nightmares... But that shouldn't be a serious problem, right?"
"Are there no other symptoms?" Fang Mo asked.
"Well..."
Wanda tried hard to think, but she still could not figure anything out. Instead, Pietro, who had noticed Fang Mo's expression, asked nervously, "Mr. Fang Mo, Wanda is going to be okay, right?"
"That depends on the specifics."
As Fang Mo spoke, he fell into thought. "Pietro, has your sister been doing anything strange lately... Like looking for children, or a robot husband or something?"
"Huh?"
Pietro was baffled. Then he shook his head. "Wanda hasn't mentioned anything like that, but her memory has been terrible lately. She keeps spacing out, and then she forgets what she was just doing. Could that be a side effect of practicing magic?"
"Oh, right."
At that point, Pietro seemed to remember something. "Now that you mention it, I