For the Freedom to Run Our Mouths, We Are Willing to Pay

Hill had no idea that his Tower Spirits were mocking his sense of aesthetics.

He had already tried his best to rein himself in.

Otherwise, Hill's true instinct would have been to think that girls liked wearing red, pink, or perhaps tender yellow and willow green.

Hill didn't think there was anything wrong with his instincts, either. He believed it was simply because he had spent years repairing bridges and building roads at construction sites, leaving him out of touch with current trends.

As for fashion, elegance, and looking good, straight men had always believed that as long as the face looked good, that was enough.

Given the time to think about dressing up, Hill would rather bury his head in work.

He had finally found a direction and was working hard to patch things up.

Unfortunately, Hill didn't dare summon Elemental Sprites in either of these two worlds. These worlds were both far from Telashir, and summoning old acquaintances was too much trouble.

The Elemental Sprites' so-called ability to directly break through space and arrive in the Prime Material Plane still depended on how far they were from the summoner within the Elemental Realm.

The Crystal Sphere Walls of different worlds also affected them to some extent.

However, Hill wasn't particularly willing to summon Elemental Sprites from outside this world at random.

An Elemental Sprite's personality was actually heavily influenced by its world. Not every world's Elemental Sprites were as cute as Telashir's.

Being irritable and hot-tempered was quite common.

As for the two worlds Hill had experienced, the laws themselves were somewhat flawed. Any Elemental Sprites born there would inevitably be affected.

Therefore, Hill could only do the hard labor himself.

He only hoped that the next world wouldn't be so one-sided.

Sometimes, even if a world was