"Qiangliang? I know about it."
Just as Bai Tao was reminiscing about a happy childhood, the voice of Little Fuji echoed behind the group.
"Eh?"
The heads of several Egg Terminators spun around 180 degrees to see the sticky, floppy Little Fuji lying behind them.
It was the real one, not the sticky egg-shaped Terminator.
"How did you get in here?!"
"I snuck in! Li's mouth left a gap, and I slipped through in a flash. Then, I crawled and crawled, slithered for ages, and finally got here."
As Little Fuji spoke, she transformed her form, demonstrating her infiltration process by morphing between a swaying eel and a six-legged mushroom.
"That's enough, stop changing shapes." Junior Sister reached out and held Little Fuji down, "What we want to know is, why didn't Li 'digest' you."
Anything made of flesh and blood entering this space would either be permanently crystallized into gold, or vanish into formlessness instantly.
But Little Fuji...
