Cheng Shuang is unlike Liu Juan, whose assimilation skill has no time limit. Unless she actively betrays herself, as long as she is not too reckless and full of loopholes, no one can see through her true identity.

The little girl is well-behaved, but sometimes her ideas are too unconventional. Sun Han is really afraid that her wild imagination will lead her astray.

"If possible, call Tasaburo out alone," he whispered to her meaningfully. "I'll deal with him."

The refined young man adjusted his glasses, exuding an air of scholarly elegance, but the chill in his words sent shivers down one's spine.

One attendant was enough for Feng Jiakang, but Tian Sanlang's presence posed a constant threat to Cheng Shuang's safety.

Cheng Shuang quickly understood the deeper meaning. Sun Han cared for her, so how could she refuse? The young girl readily agreed, her smile sweet and charming.

Upon hearing the two mention this matter, Sihai also began to make plans for April.

Although April had no attendants, several female guides were watching her like dogs eyeing a bone, their intentions obvious to everyone. They'd deal with the most impatient ones first; the rest would be easier to handle. At least the remaining ones wouldn't disregard the rules of the central city and harm her for their own selfish reasons.

In April, she saw the worry and ruthlessness in her brother's eyes, touched her face and sighed softly, "Alas, being beautiful is really a burden to the family!"

Sihai, who knows his sister's every move very well: ...

Because they were wary of 'spies' lurking around, the group spoke very softly, their plans masked by the sound of the waterfall crashing against the cliff face.

Having wasted too much time, they quickly discussed their plans for the next day and wanted to leave. However, before stepping out of the Water Mirror and back into the darkness, Du Jun suddenly stopped. He looked intently at the treetops above and asked Cheng Shuang in a low voice, "They have something called a Soul-Stabilizing Device, which can devour human souls, right?"

Everyone stopped and looked up again.

Cheng Shuang's peach blossom eyes shone brightly, "Brother Du Jun, do you mean the Soul-Stabilizing Artifact was actually made from this tree?"

"Even if it were, it's definitely unrealistic for us to get close enough to study it." April rummaged through the space and found a pair of garden shears with a telescopic handle. No one would ask April what she was doing with a pair of shears, since the bloodstains on them were clearly visible.

"It can extend up to 5 meters," April muttered, then looked up at the sky. "That's probably over 10 meters high, right?"

Cheng Shuang clapped her hands excitedly, "That's right, Sister April's idea is great, we can cut off a branch."

Height wasn't a problem; the bear cub had no soul, so as long as its skills weren't used, the man-eating tree wouldn't have much of an effect on it. Although it was being sent out, which involved Cheng Shuang's mental power, there was still a long pair of shears to assist it. Therefore, while the giant bear quickly cut off several branches and successfully retracted into its teddy bear form, the man-eating tree's suction force dissipated before it even touched that mental power.

Although the fallen branch had detached from the main body, no one would dare to touch it rashly. After all, Gong Zhu had already learned his lesson. So, before Sun Han and Si Hai went over to pick it up, they put on several pairs of leather gloves.

This was Cheng Shuang's idea. The little girl's idea was very simple: why could the wanderers of the Abyss City so easily touch the Soul-Solidifying Artifacts? Wasn't it because they had a layer of skin on the outside?

So she brought over all the leather gloves for nursing activities. Anyway, with someone to help, even if her idea was wrong, she wouldn't let Sun Han and Si Hai end up on the verge of death.

Things went more smoothly than expected. Although they could still feel the loss of mental energy through the layers of leather gloves, the impact on their souls was barely perceptible. Most importantly, they successfully obtained their return tickets.

After the others found out, they were speechless for a moment.

The existence of this ticket is really inconvenient; if you're not careful, picking up the ticket turns into delivering a package.

Cheng Shuang held up a small section of dark green twig with slightly translucent leaves through her gloves, couldn't help but look at it several times, and exclaimed, "It's quite beautiful!"

From a distance, the tree's canopy looked unremarkable, a lush green that was no different from ordinary trees. Only now, with the branches separated, did they realize that the man-eating tree's leaves were as exquisite as glass, their pale green exuding a sense of sophistication. The reason they hadn't noticed the beauty of the leaves was that the trunk and branches were a deep, almost blackish green, which obscured the leaves' luster.

The tickets are actually leaf-shaped objects.

Fortunately, the leaves from the branches that the bear cub had cut were enough for the people at both rest stops, so they didn't linger and got into their cars and left the second basement level.

This trip has been quite fruitful. Even though it was fraught with danger, with the return ticket in hand, how far away is the gate of reincarnation?

"And they didn't react when we touched their trees, which shows that they can't monitor our every move!" Cheng Shuang wrapped a few leaves and a small twig in leather and threw them into her spatial storage, feeling quite relaxed.

No one wants to be constantly monitored by the enemy, like a toy to be manipulated at will.

"Yes! Who would have thought that pigskin and human skin could be so similar!" Si Hai exclaimed. If it weren't for Cheng Shuang's general store skills, they wouldn't have been able to obtain the tickets so easily. After all, few maintainers would store leather goods in their spatial storage; there are better options for warmth, and leather gloves wouldn't necessarily be made of pigskin.

In these crucial moments, even the slightest mistake could lead to total annihilation.

The group separated, and Cheng Shuang returned to the seventieth floor. As soon as she lowered the wooden stairs through the hidden door, she keenly sensed that something was wrong, but her foot was already out, and there was no turning back.

The little girl carried a kettle of hot water and calmly stepped down the stairs, only to meet two pairs of dull and lifeless eyes.

The two men, one tall and one short, looked up at her intently, their eyes unmoving, their expressions stiff and cold like those of two living dead.

Cheng Shuang's heart skipped a beat. Tian Sanlang and Zhou Lang looked exactly the same as when they were watching Feng Jiakang sleep every night.

They became suspicious?

"What's he doing here?" Cheng Shuang preemptively pointed at Zhou Lang's dissatisfaction with Tian Sanlang, "How could you let him into the house without consulting me?"

"Because I couldn't find you?" Tian Saburo said casually, his expression softening as he looked at the kettle. "I couldn't find you at all. Why didn't you tell me you were going to the second basement level?"

"It's good that you can't find me!" Cheng Shuang retorted sarcastically. Anyway, she had always acted quite arrogantly in front of Tian Sanlang, stubborn but soft-hearted, so there was nothing wrong with her arguing with him now.

"There's nothing wrong with it, but the VIPs will be angry!"

The little girl lowered her eyes. The two stood side by side, completely blocking the exit. Zhou Lang hadn't said a word, staring at her coldly, while Tian Sanlang stood calmly with his hands behind his back...

The next second, she knew why Tian Sanlang had his hands behind his back—Luo An's porcelain-white doll-like face was half-covered in cloth, as blank as a real doll being pinched between his fingers.