"Have you given up, or do you simply not believe that your strength can be restored?"

Unable to bear the weird atmosphere, Song Jinqiao went straight to the point and made things clear.

Mu Mu paused as he bent down to take it. The abnormality lasted only for a second, and then he returned to his smiling expression.

He stood up holding the fruit, turned around and walked towards her, holding a fruit and handing it to her: "Qiao Qiao, how did you know I thought that? I don't think that way."

He was telling her that all her guesses were wrong and asked her not to let her imagination run wild.

But how is it possible that I won’t let my imagination run wild?

Facing the dusk, Song Jinqiao really felt a sense of frustration.

…

While Song Jinqiao was still worried about Bo Mu's attitude, the system had already figured out some clues about the white clam shells in the space.

"Host, host! Look, look!" the system shouted excitedly in space.

Song Jinqiao's eyes flashed, and he immediately lay down on the stone bed, his consciousness floating into space.

"what happened?"

At this time, the system was sitting on the grass, holding the river clam in its short little hands.

The clam was glowing with a faint light, and it looked very similar to the clam in Mata Hari that had been awakened before.

[Host, host! Quick! Find a way! This thing is about to fly away, I can't hold it!] The system gathered all its strength, its face flushed, and its small body pressed on the top of the clam. The clam's occasional tremors made its entire body tremble along with it.

Song Jinqiao was slightly happy, but when he saw that the system was about to collapse, he didn't have time to think about it. He took the dagger and cut his hand hard.

Blood dripped onto the clams, drop by drop...

After a while, the bleeding almost stopped and the clam didn't show any abnormal reaction.

Song Jinqiao and the system were wondering in their hearts, and just as they were about to take action, the river clam jumped violently to the ground.

"Bang!"

There was only the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. The system slowly got up from the ground, rubbing its dizzy head.

The river clam had grown to the size of a palm and stood steadily in Song Jinqiao's palm. It rubbed Song Jinqiao's palm in a very human way with a flattering look.

Song Jinqiao didn't look so happy, staring at the river clam with a frown.

"What's wrong, host?" the system asked in confusion.

Song Jinqiao asked, "Isn't this thing a little small? Why is the other one so big?"

The system took a look and compared the information it had previously recorded with this river clam.

This look!

Hey!

It’s really different!

The system scratched its head and muttered, "Is it a different species?"

Look at what it says.

Song Jinqiao wanted to open the clam to see what was inside, but the clam refused to open.

Unable to figure out anything, she could only put the thought aside and looked around, feeling as if something was missing.

"How many crystals did you use?" she asked in confusion.

The system's face was serious: "What would you do if I told you everything?"

Song Jin said expressionlessly: "Not so good, I can't kill you, and I can't do anything to you."

The system raised its hand and scratched its head, saying embarrassedly: "Don't say that. It's embarrassing."

Is that a compliment to you?

"So, you have used up all the crystals in the space?" Song Jinqiao asked with raised eyebrows.

The system nodded helplessly: [Yes, that thing is too greedy, it's like a bottomless pit. Fortunately, all the crystals in the space can fill its stomach, otherwise I really don't know where to find crystals.]