Is this it? Not bad at all.
The plan's effects are excessively good, Fu Qian marveled as he surveyed his surroundings.
A batch of dolls around the tower had already been severely damaged, including the three belonging to the native Hilary.
Even the newly upgraded real-life version had its flesh completely withered, like a corpse weathered for ages, with only a faint glimmer still lingering in its eyes.
"You're in luck."
His gaze finally landed on Dorian, who seemed about to be extinguished, and Fu Qian flashed a mysterious smile, gesturing at the extra doll on the ground.
"Remember to keep it well; it will be beneficial to you."
...
Before Dorian could express his survival after a catastrophe, Fu Qian, having abruptly ended his journey in Akons, had already returned to the warehouse and was back in his seat.
