Nian Shutong was unsure of the situation outside; currently, she was still pondering how to take the Xuanling Liquid out.
However, without space, it seemed impossible.
She lowered her head to look at the blank paper on the desk, a spark of inspiration flickered.
"Brother Paper, how can I take these Xuanling Liquid out?"
She posed the question with a trial mindset, but words appeared on the paper, genuinely providing a solution.
"The pond is a Magic Artifact, it can be contracted."
"Awesome, truly awesome people, my utmost admiration."
After Nian Shutong said this, she took a dive, submerged below the pond, pressed her finger against the bottom of the pond, slashed it to form a contract.
"Done."
With a mere thought, the entire pond entered Nian Shutong's Divine Sense, found itself a quiet place to stay.
After the pond vanished, the space only had a not-so-thick wall, similar to milky-white.
