Early the next morning, Saphen finally arrived at his destination. He reached up and touched his forehead, frowning slightly, then took out some medicine and swallowed it.
[Freedom! Freedom! If only this body could get a little healthier, that'd be even better!]
Saphen roared inwardly. Although the Store contained all kinds of medicines that could enhance physical fitness, everything there could only be used after completing designated missions when necessary. Saphen couldn't proactively fix his own constitution.
6677 was also happily meowing nonstop: [Master, the mission has been successfully reported. The worldline has stabilized!]
