"Central Earth...
Damn, it's a really good place."
.
.
"Ah, I think I understand now."
In the dark and icy underground, at the deepest part of the rock layer, the light within the container flickered: "Simply put, when your humble tool is of no use to you, you abandon it lonely in a remote underground area and then seek new pleasures, indulge yourself, right?"
"That's about it."
Ji Jue nodded, continuing to connect the intricate spiritual circuits, sighing: "A useless tool seems destined to be discarded, how pitiful."
"It's okay, tools are just tools, they will always be loyal to you, sir."
Isis calmly promised: "When you foolishly waste yourself away outside, I'll send out your obituary and funeral invitations.
Do you prefer cremation or burial for your body?
Well, if it can be preserved whole..."
"Once I'm dead, it doesn't really matter, right?"
Ji Jue thought for a moment, shrugged indifferently: "If you want, you can have it."
