Jing Shu nodded with understanding. Isn't it because this castle is too dangerous, and they know it, so they dressed up like this?
Thinking this, Jing Shu casually found an excuse to part ways with Eiffel, who kept insisting on making Wanzi. She said goodbye to her, took Little Black, her portable translator, and followed Ms. C. Today, she was determined to see what tricks Dr. B was up to.
While her teammates were fully focused on how to get the vegetable dehydration technology and equipment out of the castle, Jing Shu was now focused on Dr. B. It was simply that, facing this special material, she really wanted to know if it was as good as the rumors claimed. And if it really was that good, why hadn't she heard about it in her previous life? Could Dr. B have transmigrated too?
