"I... I am..."
The young girl lowered her head, speaking indistinctly. Just as Sun Hang was growing impatient, she suddenly turned and tried to run away again.
When the girl was dragged back by the mycelium for the second time, she noticeably became much more obedient.
"You're a supernatural entity, not a human, right?" Sun Hang stepped on the girl's back with one foot, pressing her against the cold metal pipeline wall and asked.
The girl's head moved slightly, barely making a nod. The delicate skin on her cheek rubbed against the rough-textured metal pipeline wall, adding a few more scratches.
"Why aren't you transforming into that form again to escape?" Sun Hang continued to ask, "Can you switch freely between a human body and a Spirit Body?"
"There's... a limit... only once... a day..." It seemed that Sun Hang's foot was pressing against her lungs, making it extremely difficult for the girl to breathe, even speaking was a struggle.
