As the amount of Divine Source required kept shrinking, Feng Zhi finally saw hope.
If she could truly find the flaw in these special puppets, then perhaps she really had a chance to obtain the Imperial Tutor's relic.
"Senior, is this Memory Metal the weakness of the puppets?"
Faced with this situation, Feng Zhi immediately asked.
[What are you thinking? If the weaknesses of special puppets were so easily discovered, they would have been eliminated long ago.]
[But if you can get information on Memory Metal, I might be able to help you find its flaws.]
[That way, you might have a chance to survive.]
Upon receiving this answer, Feng Zhi said, "But I don't have one billion Divine Source right now!"
[Simple. If you let me send you donations, won't you have it?]
The moment those words appeared, Feng Zhi instantly had a bad feeling.
She finally understood why this "Good Person" had been so forthcoming with the solution.
Because he had long known that intelligent analysis required payment, so he was not afraid that she would go back on her word.
Thinking of this, Feng Zhi cautiously asked, "So you'll send me donations, right, Senior?"
[One billion is no small sum. As long as you can make me happy, I'll naturally send you donations.]
Seeing the golden words sent by "Good Person," Feng Zhi's lips twitched.
Because she could practically imagine the arrogant look on "Good Person's" face right then.
Judging by how he had toyed with Feng Ran before, even ten lives would not be enough for her to earn a donation of one billion Divine Source from him.
[Are you very rich?]
Just as Feng Zhi was at her wits' end, a new comment floated across the screen.
And this person was named "God of Wealth"!