"Leave it to me!"
Iron Simpleton was fearless, a character who never feared heaven nor earth, and if she failed this time, it wouldn't bother her.
"What comes next?"
Inya looked at Bailuo, and Bailuo looked back at her.
However, no one spoke up.
"You don't know?"
Bailuo actually wasn't sure about what to do either, but she felt that since Inya had come this far, there should be some kind of reaction, right?
"Not even a slight reaction?"
"None."
Inya spoke the truth because she really didn't feel a thing.
Well, to be honest, there was a bit of expectation, after all, it was still a miracle, and many among the People of Yatun now possessed the power of the Miracle Entity.
Isefia, Miya, Alaya—they were all from the "Ya" generation; it didn't make sense for each of them to become Miracles, while she, Inya, remained just an Iron Simpleton.
Inya: I absolutely can't be the Iron Simpleton forever!
"Really no feeling at all?"
