Chapter 617: Stealing Home? Who Doesn't Know How! (8000)

Through the coolness of my body, it seeped into me bit by bit.

Famiel awoke with a start, quickly scanning her surroundings.

Simple furniture, the familiar Magic Television, a few strands of emerald green potted plants.

"Did I make it through?"

She lifted her hand, saw the considerably larger palm, and felt the toughness of her bones and the strength of her muscles.

Famir felt that the way she looked at the world had undergone a noticeable change.

Sharper, more detailed.

When she focused her attention, she could even make out the faintly glowing Magic Patterns in the green pot plants.

Wait, was this also a type of Magical Plants?

Realizing this, Famiel lightly slapped her forehead, thinking she was being silly all of a sudden.

With the Bay Territory's modus operandi, they never engaged in pointless facade projects.

Even the flowers and plants on the streets, when pruned and cared for, would create corresponding value.