"Mr. Lin, tidy up below, put the things you want to take into the gourd, and then we'll go up." Zhu Ning looked at Lin Li, her voice somewhat tense.
"This is for you."
Lin Li nodded and simultaneously took out the "parachute" prepared for Zhu Ning from the "Fire Separation Sword Nourishing Gourd"—a multi-layer nested flexible container bag filled with energy-absorbing gel particles inside.
Once triggered, it can instantly expand, wrapping Zhu Ning in her slime form into a giant elastic ball, cushioning the impact with gel deformation and air resistance.
It won't work for humans, but it will for slimes.
And it should have some effect.
"Alright, thank you."
Zhu Ning did not refuse Lin Li's kindness. When it's just a man and a woman alone, it's indeed necessary to take safety measures.
