"Didn't do anything."
Chaichai squinted her eyes, but her tone remained calm, "Just pondering some world mysteries that have troubled me for years,
like whether an oyster is still an oyster after it's cooked;
if a person commits suicide, does it mean there's one more suicide in the world, or one less;
did Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei have to bow and swear allegiance to Lord Guan's statue in the Peach Garden;
I feel like once I crack these world mysteries, the Nobel is not far from me."
At this moment, she was swapping identities with Li Ang, inheriting all of Li Ang's relationships (though there were only a few contacts), and along with it, his speaking style and vocabulary.
According to the Brain Worm team's analysis, the similarity level could reach around 90% in a short time, which was enough to handle most situations.
"..."
On the other end of the phone, Wang Congshan was silent for a moment.
"What's wrong?"
