Then, Let Them Offer Their Loyalty!

Hearing Shen Lingshuang's words, both Qiu Tu and Larilo were a bit startled.

A common item maker needed a day's work, yet Shen Lingshuang only needed four hours?

Could she be a genius?

Thinking this, Larilo, who was invisibly nearby, quietly transmitted a message with spiritual power to Qiu Tu, "Is she... reliable?"

Hearing Larilo's words, Qiu Tu involuntarily looked towards Shen Lingshuang.

Shen Lingshuang had her hair tied into two buns, looking playful and adorable with bright amber eyes that seemed to hold boundless enthusiasm for everything in the world.

Even after being dragged to work at the Investigation Bureau for many days, it hadn't diminished her zest for life.

Looking at the design in her hands and the altar of the "Soul Shackles" before her, her eyes brimmed with eager anticipation.

Seeing the girl looking like that, Qiu Tu couldn't help but reveal a smile and then replied to Larilo with a spiritual transmission, "I trust her."

After that, Qiu Tu didn't wait for Larilo's response and patted Shen Lingshuang on the shoulder, saying, "Alright. The rest is up to you. You'll get a day off tomorrow."

Upon hearing Qiu Tu's words, Shen Lingshuang's eyes instantly brightened, and she became even more motivated.

Since making the artifact required no disturbances, Qiu Tu left the room with Larilo after encouraging Shen Lingshuang, giving her the space she needed.

Leaving the room, the two came to the villa's sofa and sat down.

Larilo leaned back on the sofa, casually fiddling with the lace on her skirt, and said with a face full of enjoyment, "You humans really know how to indulge yourselves."

"Creating so many useless things, only wearing down the will."

Qiu Tu chuckled in response, then said, "This isn't about wearing down the will."

"On the contrary, it's precisely because of these things that our human civilization can shine so brilliantly."

"Have you not heard? Laziness is the first motivator of technological advancement."

"It's the desire to be lazy, to enjoy ourselves, that drives us to invent and create so many wondrous technological products."

Hearing Qiu Tu's explanation, Larilo rested her chin on her hand, her eyes reflecting thought.

She curiously asked, "So... is the reason we deities still live primitively because we're too diligent?"

Qiu Tu bluntly replied, "I think... it might also be because you're too stupid."

Larilo: ...

Larilo felt that she had truly asked for it. The man in front of her had a lethal tongue; why had she bothered provoking him?

Thinking this, she decisively changed the subject.

Her crimson eyes curiously glanced at Qiu Tu, then she asked, "Just now, how did you completely suppress all of the Cataclysmic Power in my body?"

"Is it your ability, or is it some kind of Cataclysmic treasure?"

When Qiu Tu heard Larilo's question, he smiled and said, "It's my loyalty to you."

Larilo: ...

Tired, just tired.

Larilo realized that Qiu Tu's lips were sealed tighter than her own lower regions. Trying to get any information from him was incredibly difficult.

In contrast, her own mouth was just as loose as Qiu Tu's bottom, spilling information to anyone... about information.

So, she decided it was best to talk less around him.

Thinking this, Larilo seemed to recall something and sneakily stole a glance at Qiu Tu.

However, Qiu Tu was keenly aware of her inner thoughts and openly said, "Your Highness, do you know how Xie Yue died?"

Larilo hesitated.

She knew that Xie Yue was dead but indeed didn't know how he met his end.

Thinking this, she couldn't help but look at Qiu Tu.

But Qiu Tu nonchalantly pointed at Larilo and said, "He too was in a clone state, thinking himself invulnerable, but he didn't expect that I would trap his consciousness and soul within his clone. And in the end... he was exhausted to death..."

Hearing Qiu Tu's meaningful words, Larilo's expression changed slightly, and then she looked at Qiu Tu in disbelief.

She had to admit, Qiu Tu was a devil...

She had just been thinking, since her main body was very safe, she could simply punch Qiu Tu to vent her anger and run away!

But with just a glance... had Qiu Tu completely read her thoughts? And then intimidated her?

"Devil..." she muttered softly and at last dared not let her mind wander any further.

And so, the four hours passed slowly amidst their verbal sparring.

Winter nights were especially long, so even though it was already five in the morning, there wasn't a trace of light on the horizon.

Since both were Fourth-order Cataclysmics, they wouldn't need sleep for days on end, so they both appeared full of energy still.

In contrast, Shen Lingshuang had it worse.

Perhaps because making the item had consumed too much of her heart power, she looked exhausted.

But from the bright spark in her eyes, she probably hadn't let Qiu Tu down...

"Qiu Tu. The artifact you needed is complete. I've finished it."

Qiu Tu took the "Soul Shackles" that looked charred as if they'd been grilled and a question mark slowly formed above his head.

"This... Are you sure it's alright?"

Hearing Qiu Tu's question, Shen Lingshuang confidently replied, "Don't worry! Making Cataclysmic treasures is much simpler than dealing with interpersonal relationships."

She said, "The 'Soul Shackles' I made might look ugly, but their effect is not lacking. In fact... I've accidentally added quite a few other effects."

Hearing Shen Lingshuang's words, Qiu Tu couldn't help but ask, "What effects?"

Shen Lingshuang pointed to the three "Boundless Divine Crystals" embedded at the base of the altar of the "Soul Shackles," and then said cutely, "When I was upgrading this treasure, I accidentally knocked in an extra 'Boundless Divine Crystal.'"