"As for why this happened, even Fuji herself isn't sure."
Zhang Ze bent down and casually picked a mushroom from the ground, tossing it into his mouth. The delicious taste spread, and then he saw the little figure.
After a pause, Zhang Ze looked at Qin Lang, "If I have to speculate, I suspect that the birth of Fuji is likely related to the recent upheavals in the Earth Sea.
"And I think her existence might be even more important than Li and me, for the Four Continents."
Fuji supported the light sphere, rolled around once more, and then jumped into Qin Lang's hand, giving her nominal master's master a thumbs-up.
"I'm awesome, right! When we get back, I'll help you plant vegetables every day!"
Qin Lang chuckled and lightly poked the light sphere, seemingly trying to tease Fuji, but his finger was repelled by an inexplicable force.
That force acted directly on his divine sense, suggesting to him.
No harm, no poking bubbles.
