In the cabin, Angelina was pacing with a frown, typing on the computer, and finding white paper to write and draw on it.
Thanks to her spiritual power, she could write on the keyboard and hold the pen like a normal person even in the state of the soul.
But no matter what she did, she just couldn't notice the crowd outside the window.
"Forget it. I'll call her out."
Jack couldn't stand it anymore and found a place to lie down.
A moment later, he turned into a soul and entered the meeting room through the wall.
At this moment, the floor of the meeting room was full of abandoned paper. There was no place for him to walk at all. Fortunately, he was floating.
"Hello, the heir." Anna immediately greeted Jack.
"Hello."
Jack ignored it and rushed to Angelina.
"Why don't you have a rest? Do you want to die?"
Jack blurted out.
Angelina was immersed in the ocean of knowledge and had no self-awareness. No matter what Jack said, they were not in the same world at the moment.