Desert, desolate.

This is a desolate area more than ten kilometers away from Wildfire Town, with buildings abandoned by civilization everywhere and few traces of human habitation.

So the dust on the ground piled up layer upon layer, and a yellow wind would suddenly blow around you, blowing up as thin as gauze, not very clear to the eye, and you could easily inhale a mouthful of sand if you weren't careful.

"Pah, pah, Ellen, you brought me to the middle of nowhere?"

Fagga spat out the sand he had accidentally inhaled, wiped his mouth, looked around at the ruins, sighed helplessly, and shifted his gaze to Ellen.

Ellen also looked very anxious, biting her nails without replying to Fagga, tapping her toes repeatedly, her face darkening, and she gritted her teeth, saying:

"Damn it, I didn't expect the rope maker to not have any hollow radishes nearby. What a blunder."

Today, Ellen is going to be a wolf-type girlfriend.

Hearing that there were many old things from the previous era in the nearby cave, he decided to take Fagga to explore the cave.

Although the old things from the previous era are no longer of much practical use and don't fetch much money.

But as long as you have fun, nothing else matters.

However, when they arrived in front of the void, they stared blankly at the rolling purple before them, the unique luster of ethereal matter slowly flowing across the surface of the void.

Eileen suddenly realized that she knew nothing about the void in front of her, let alone possessed the hollow radish in front of her.

Then I contacted Ling, who said she hadn't been there and didn't have any data to support her claim, so she couldn't do the "radish" test.

"There's no other way. I'll post a request on the rope net and see if anyone sells radishes."

Eileen sighed softly.

There was really no other way, so I bought a radish and made do.

The moment that thought crossed her mind, Eileen turned around and said, "Faga, you can play for a bit, I'll be done here soon?"

Fagga: "?"

Didn't you call me out?

So you weren't prepared?

After thinking for a moment, Fagga suggested, "How about we go back..."

"no!"

Eileen was engrossed in typing on her phone, not even looking up: "I'm currently placing a commission under the rope net, and soon rope craftsmen will be rushing over to sell radishes!"

Soon, Ellen's eyes lit up. Less than ten seconds after pressing the "Post Request" button, a rope craftsman specializing in high-intensity rope surfing immediately requested a private chat and offered his quote.

"NICE!"

Eileen clenched her fists to cheer herself up, then turned around excitedly and held up her phone, wishing the rope craftsman's words on the other end of the line could be plastered directly onto Fagar's face.

But her joy was short-lived. Eileen suddenly realized she might have been too excited, so she quickly suppressed a smile, gave a soft hum, and turned her head away, leaving only a profile picture of her slightly flushed face for Fagga to see, thinking herself aloof.

"Hmph, see? I told you I could handle it quickly."

Seeing this, Fagar couldn't help but smile wryly, shrug, and then, as if caring for a child, showed affection to his silly girlfriend, giving a helpless smile just before Eileen, embarrassed and angry, was about to bite him:

"Okay, I admit you're pretty good. But you don't actually think your phone can decompress several terabytes of data sent from the other side, do you?"

One second ago, Ellen was extremely unhappy that Fagar touched her head.

Today she's going to be a domineering wolf sister, so how can she be treated like usual by Fajia, making him feel completely out of touch with his junior?

However, when she heard that her phone couldn't unzip the radish file, Eileen suddenly froze.

She blinked, and it took her a while to come to her senses.

When she looked up again and saw Fagga's gentle smile without a trace of blame, Ellen felt a heaviness in her heart, a strange emotion accumulating there, an indescribable discomfort.

It felt like there was a force pushing me from behind, wanting me to crash headfirst into Fagga's chest, take a big bite, and then close my eyes and wait for Fagga to bite back... Ugh! Ugh!

Eileen suddenly cried out, and someone covered her mouth, then grabbed her waist and carried her far away, hiding her behind a rock.

"Shh, keep your voice down, someone's coming!"

As a calm and collected voice rang out, Eileen gradually calmed down.

She tilted her head back, blinked repeatedly, her long eyelashes almost brushing against Fagga's face, and gazed intently into Fagga's scarlet eyes.

At first glance, it's so beautiful, like amber.

At second glance, no, Fagar has activated his vampire vision!