"What are you muttering to yourself about here alone?"
The ghost of Slytherin drifted out of the pocket hanging on Lewid's wall.
"Whoa! A ghost!"
"Is this funny to you?" Slytherin asked with a cold face.
"Just having a little fun." Lewid shrugged, very naturally glossing over Slytherin's question.
Slytherin drifted closer and caught sight of the method Lewid had just copied down.
You learn inside the game; because of the time difference, one day in reality equals three days inside. Doing experiments, artifact crafting, and alchemy in there—failure is just failure... and it won't waste any real rare treasures.
Lord Changping was sweating profusely; Zhongli's overwhelming presence had locked onto him, and her aura alone telegraphed her immense power. He had to kowtow; otherwise, she would undoubtedly kill him without a moment's hesitation.
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