There was a hint of excitement in Wu Yue's voice.
The System, who was busy putting on its little shorts, nearly tripped over a pant leg when it heard her. Its lips twitched in exasperation. "Dog Host, you've been reading too many apocalypse novels, haven't you? Where would all these superpowers come from? Besides, this body was so weak before that just staying alive was a struggle. A superpower? In your dreams."
Sensing its host was about to fly into a rage, it quickly and fawningly explained, "This is all thanks to your witch power cultivation. Otherwise, do you really think just anyone could have this kind of ability?"
Wu Yue was thrilled. 'This witch power cultivation is truly magical!'
"Yue, lie low on my back. The deeper we go, the denser the forest gets. Be careful the branches don't scratch you."
The Beastman's deep voice rumbled from in front of her. Wu Yue pressed her lips together and nodded. "Alright."
She obediently flattened herself against the Beastman's back.
