Lilith was right; too much reading can indeed strain the mind. What was she expecting exactly?
"What's too powerful?" Gary Smith heard a mutter and turned his head to ask.
Rose of the Crimson Moon blushed and looked away, murmuring softly, "I said your plan is too powerful."
"You guessed my plan?" Gary's expression turned peculiar since Mousie had already screamed "I smell a lie!" in his heart.
"Just a bit." Rose of the Crimson Moon guiltily turned away, unable to meet Gary's gaze. To prevent further questioning, she quickly changed the subject: "What's next?"
"Just wait." Gary calmly replied, looking towards the enormous Divine Tree, his thoughts unknown.
Rose of the Crimson Moon muttered an "oh," lowering her head. Naturally, she would prefer to enhance the potential of her Abyssal Crimson Sparrows, or even obtain the undying trait.