Sister Trumpet roamed and traveled along the way,
"Sigh, huh??"
"Has my intelligence dropped again?"
On this day, Sister Trumpet suddenly wanted to use her brain,
but found that her talent had unknowingly reverted to the level of an ordinary person, as if her thinking process was no longer in her brain but had shifted to her buttocks instead.
Though still much clearer than she had been before, she no longer felt that powerful grasp,
"Forget it, I'll just ignore it."
She thought about it and decided not to continue researching.
In fact, she had already formed a unique instinctual lifeform, the most terrifying intelligent life existence.
She didn't need to use her brain; her brain had already transferred to every cell's instinct in her body, which had completed all the thinking for her.
Her wisdom and talent were terrifying to the point where, like a normal person who does not need to think or calculate, she instinctively knew that one plus one equals two.
