Translator: Pika

  It was a long time before the miserable screaming in the forest finally stopped.

  Within it, three figures darted back and forth, avoiding the strikes from a bamboo stick again and again.

  Continuing this further was meaningless. Mi Li tossed the bamboo stick aside with a satisfied expression. “Not bad, kid! You managed to split into three copies quite quickly. I expected it to take you at least a few weeks.”


  Zu An gave her a disbelieving look.
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