For the past few days, Jiang Zheyu had been utterly bored, either sitting on the sofa or lying on it asleep.
Yin Si's butterfly wings had also healed considerably after he'd applied some medication, and he could now retract them.
Jiang Zheyu was now just vegging out on the sofa. With no livestreaming quotas, no System missions, and no threat to her life, she was completely relaxed, sprawled out like a corpse. She couldn't have been more chill.
"Guest, here is your nutrient solution," a small robot said, holding out a vial to Jiang Zheyu.
"Oh, thanks." Jiang Zheyu casually took the nutrient solution, poured it into her mouth, and swallowed. She then handed the glass vial back to the little robot. "Thank you for the trouble."
She even gave the little robot's head a pat.
On the other side, Yin Si watched the female's relaxed state, his pair of purple-gold eyes filled with confusion. 'Aren't all females supposed to be delicate?'
