Faced with this sudden question, Silver Wolf felt her heartbeat abruptly accelerate. Then she involuntarily opened her mouth and said,
"Yoyo's abilities definitely include something like consciousness reading, future sight, or high-dimensional observation."
"All I can say is that she has an extremely troublesome mechanism."
"If it can't be cracked, perhaps we can only define the match as one judged by a large audience and compete openly and fairly. That would minimize the effects of her mechanism."
"Perhaps, when necessary, I'll need to find someone to alter my memories and perceptions, make me admit defeat and surrender while crying my eyes out, then use electronic equipment to record what happens afterward."
"If it's consciousness reading, she should develop a certain degree of contempt afterward. If it's future sight, her vigilance will increase. If it's high-dimensional observation, she'll probably think it's a joke. We can determine the nature of her mechanism through microexpression analysis, then make the next plan."
Based on the abilities Huihui might possess, she evaluated the possibilities and seemed to have actually come up with a few small countermeasures.
Unfortunately, there were always lifeforms in this world known as moles—or dogs.
"Here. This is how she plans to deal with you."
Russell swiftly and skillfully operated his device, accurately transcribing every word Silver Wolf had said and sending it to Huihui.
"I understand."
Naturally, the girl on the other end sent a smiling knife-wielding sticker.
Clearly, she was already prepared to deal with Silver Wolf.
Good.
Now that she was ready to utterly crush Silver Wolf, it was time to connect the pieces of the story.
"Then it's time for me to get moving."
Russell stretched her waist. Then, without further delay, she smiled faintly, grabbed the old friend beside her, and turned to leave.
Watching her departing