Frigga was just comforting her.
But Gou Si felt that she couldn't be happy.
Limit … Not many people in the world could touch it.
Most people would be stuck halfway through their leveling.
Also, how many people could actually get stronger as they got older?
When a normal cultivator reached a certain age, all aspects would start to decline severely.
Only a few old monsters could do it. The older they got, the stronger they got.
So, Gou Si didn't have any hope of reaching the limit in 100 years.
Little Gerlyn and little Larissa would reach their limit in ten years — no, twenty years, to be exact.
They'd only be in their early twenties. That was the best age.
But how long would Gou Si need?
100 years. At her current age.
120 years? Would he be able to live for that long?
Even if she could, she'd probably be in a decline.
…
Xiao He and Carrie had already passed the trial that Chen Zhao had left for them.
But it wasn't the end of their suffering. It was just the beginning.
The difficulty wasn't up to Chen Zhao's will. It was up to him to strengthen or weaken it.
So, for Xiao He and Carrie, it was far from passing.
They'd gone from the initial resistance to numbness, and now they were used to it.
Just like the saying, when you can't fight back …
Every night, Chen Zhao would have someone from the Supernatural Organization come and watch them.
They didn't want to die in the trial.
This wasn't the Tower of Trials where they could revive on the spot.
That was Chen Zhao's ability. If they died, they would really die.
Actually, they'd been trapped in the trial for almost a month.
Apart from not being able to move freely, it didn't affect their daily lives.
They could even go online.
Moreover, they'd even called the police in the first few days.
They hoped that the police could save them.
Clearly, they'd overestimated the LAPD.
The police walked around the community and said that they'd sue them for making a false alarm.
Now, they'd learned their lesson and stopped resisting.
There was no point in resisting.
Chen Zhao had only taught them one thing during this time.
The fist was the root of everything.
Right now, they had to risk their lives just to survive in this trial ground.
It was unrealistic to fight Chen Zhao head-on.
After an arduous night of fighting, Carrie and Xiao He dragged their weary bodies home.
"Xiao He, help me prepare breakfast. I don't want to move anymore."
Carrie felt as though her body was about to fall apart.
He slumped on the sofa like a corpse.
She turned on the television, but she was too lazy to even lift her eyelids.
The television was broadcasting the news. Suddenly, Carrie seemed to hear something. She jumped up and stared at the television screen with wide eyes.
"Xiao He, come quickly."
Xiao He walked out slowly, holding a glass of milk.
"What is it?"
"Look at the news."
"According to the European police, a group of people who call themselves the New Era have recently appeared. They claim that myths will descend upon the world again. They will restart the ritual and find the gods of the past. They are also requesting the government to recognize their legitimacy. However, at present, all the countries in Europe have identified the New Era as a cult and have put several leaders of the organization on the wanted list. They are the leader, Arona, the deputy leader, Bion, and the guardian elder …"
Xiao He looked at the news listlessly and asked, "What's wrong? What does this cult have to do with you? "
"My Vice Sect Master, Bion, used to be a hoodlum on our street."
"So what? It's not surprising that someone like him started a cult. "
"But he used to be an ordinary person."
"Maybe he's a liar, or maybe you didn't see through him," Xiao He said disapprovingly. "I thought you had something to make such a fuss about."
Actually, when Carrie said that they knew each other, it was more than just knowing each other.
Bion was her adoptive father, and she had learned all her thieving skills from him.
As for whether Bion really knew magic …
She would never believe it.
She knew Bion too well.
When Bion was young, he was a successful entrepreneur.
He had adopted Carrie when she was ten years old.
However, in less than a year, Bion suddenly went bankrupt.
Because Bion could no longer provide Carrie with the money she needed.
So, Carrie returned to the orphanage.
However, the connection between Carrie and Bion was not broken.
Then, he began to mingle in the streets.
If he had any magic skills at that time.
He would not have to steal to earn some money and buy some insignificant gifts for Carrie.
Thinking back to the last time they met, it was already half a year ago.
Because Bion committed theft and was sentenced to half a year in prison.
But Carrie did not expect to see Bion again on the TV news.
And he had actually become a high-ranking member of a cult.
Carrie could not help but worry about her adoptive father.
Bion might not be rich, but he was definitely a responsible father.
At least in Carrie's eyes, Bion was worthy of her calling him father.
Seeing this news, Carrie could not help but worry about Bion.
All the tiredness and sleepiness disappeared at this moment.
There was only worry for Bion.
"What's your relationship with that deputy leader Bion?" Xiao He noticed the change in Carrie's expression.
"I know him, but I'm not familiar with him," Carrie replied casually.
This answer could protect herself and Bion.
It was not that she did not trust Xiao He.
It was that Carrie had been in the streets since she was a child.
She knew that some bad things started from an unintentional slip of the tongue.
Carrie was in a dilemma.
On one hand, she could not even protect herself.
She could not even control her own freedom.
Moreover, she had to save that unreliable adoptive father.
But she couldn't just ignore it.
"If you really have a problem, you can call Mr. Chen."
Actually, Xiao He had already thought through some problems recently.
Chen Zhao seemed to be torturing them.
In fact, he was training them.
Although they were living a life of ecstasy here, the increase in their strength was real.
Only Carrie was still in the dark about it.
Or rather, it was the difference in Eastern and Western thinking.
Carrie could only feel Chen Zhao's evil intentions.
"What's the use of finding him?" Carrie did not want to contact Chen Zhao.
"At least, we need his permission to leave here."
Carrie was like a deflated balloon.
Yes, without Chen Zhao's permission, they could not even leave here.
"Or we have the ability to completely clear this place."
"We don't even know the upper limit of the difficulty. How do we clear it?"
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