The Miasma Forest Without Miasma?

Jill placed her hands on her hips, proudly puffing out her chest.

John looked out at the flat plain with no sign of fluctuation and couldn't help but ask, "By the way, how old are you this year? You're not using your parent's account for streaming, are you?"

Jill really did seem like a high school student no matter how one looked at her. In John's memory, she appeared exactly the same five years later, with hardly any change.

Whether it was her youthful face or her flat chest.

And if she was a minor, that contract wouldn't hold any legal force...

John didn't want to let go of this promising super worker of the future.

Upon hearing this, Jill was not pleased. She immediately took out a pink wallet from her backpack, and from it, she produced her ID card: "Take a good look, I, Jill, became a legal adult last May!"

"I can smoke, drink, get married, do whatever I want!" Jill said indignantly.