The facts proved it.
Logan did not enjoy pursuing forbidden knowledge.
That was actually a good thing. At least in worlds overrun by the Old Ones, people like him could stay sane for longer.
So after Fang Mo finished speaking,
Logan did not even stop to think before slamming the door and leaving.
And once Logan was gone, Fang Mo's whole gang of weapons started causing trouble again.
The Prank Scythe and Little Jade Spirit were trying to fight over ownership. Laevateinn and Tethys did not seem to like each other either. Shi Zhenxiang sat on the golden toilet and took a dump in full view of everyone. The Neutron Sword and Xiuji were quietly watching TV. The Star Eater Shovel was trying to trick the Heaven Bow into eating dirt, while the latter seemed to want to refuse but had no idea how to say it.
As for the devious Sword of Light...
She watched everyone with great interest without saying a word. Who knew what kind of mischief she was plotting now?
But this time,
Fang Mo did not stop them.
He leaned against the sofa to one side, watching these little brats of all shapes and forms frolic and make trouble before him. The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.
Fang Mo had actually hated noisy places in the past.
Especially crowded environments. He would want to get up and leave after staying there for only a short while.
But ever since he had opened his eyes in the MC world... perhaps that world had been too desolate and silent. Now, Fang Mo had instead grown fond of this lively feeling.
"How nice."
Fang Mo sighed and closed his eyes.
His vision fell into darkness, with only their chattering voices continuously echoing by his ears.
Before he