The two stood on the massive model of a cracking sun.
Vivian stared intently at the chaotic sea in the image, then lowered her head in frustration, her soft ears drooping down.
Errors piling up in the new century were simply disgraceful to her divine life.
"In my view, you've already done well enough."
Lin Lan softened his tone, looking at the world of islands within the light and shadow: "At least the world hasn't truly ended yet, and civilization still has a chance to breathe."
"Speaking of which..."
Lin Lan turned around, carefully examining the tiny figure before him: "What's your current state exactly?"
The Goddess of Wisdom now stood less than a meter tall, her skin pale and tender, resembling a delicate doll.
Combined with her cat ears, smooth black straight hair, gothic black poofy dress, and shoes with ankle straps, she looked quite adorable.
"Huh? You're asking me?"
Vivian turned her head to glare at Lin Lan.
