How Did She Become a Grand Servant?!

As the long-absent Black Tom Cassidy returned to silence.

Fang Mo opened his eyes, and the flawless expanse of pure white spacetime still greeted him.

The floating stone platform seemed to have been expanded a little more. In the distance, he could vaguely see production lines gradually taking shape, with machines from different mods automatically processing all kinds of resources.

"Damn, that felt good..."

After stretching a little, Fang Mo's thoughts still seemed to linger on what had just happened.

He had to admit, pretending to be the Führer had been way too fun. Especially that final line about destroying the world and recreating it, followed by swallowing the Watel Gun barrel to kill himself—it had formed an almost perfect historical loop.

Seriously.

Even Fang Mo admired his own imagination.

It was like getting one of those insanely satisfying matches in a game—one round was enough to keep you riding that high for an entire week.

In high spirits, Fang Mo headed straight toward the industrial district, intending to share the fun he had run into with his little partner and take advantage of her a little while he was at it.

However, Fang Mo was somewhat surprised.

When he arrived at the industrial district, he didn't see her anywhere.

The machines and Assembly Lines were running in perfect order, but whether it was the wind power area in the sky or the Assembly Lines and processing stations below, there was no sign of Alex or Xiaoyao.

"...Hm?"

Fang Mo was a little surprised by the sight.

He instinctively checked JourneyMap and discovered that even the two-story matchbox nearby was empty.

"Where the hell did that little thing run off to this time?"

He scratched his head, temporarily at a loss. He typed a few words into the public chat