Upon hearing Jiang Xiaobai's words, AnRan was dumbfounded.
"Boss, what are you planning?"
"Even if the spiritual stones can support me, they're of no use. With the speed I'm absorbing, I can't catch up. At most, I can hang on for an hour!" AnRan said hurriedly.
"Ah, that's plenty of time."
Jiang Xiaobai still looked calm, steady as a rock.
But, in reality, his heart was beating like a drum.
They were joking, right? They were inside a Ghost Crocodile's stomach, any slip-ups and they would be digested and turned into poop. Who wouldn't panic in such a situation?
As Jiang Xiaobai himself said, what's the point of panicking?
"Okay, just calm down. I have a plan to escape."
With that, Jiang Xiaobai opened his storage space: "Just hang in there. Whether we live or die depends on this."
AnRan opened her mouth to say something, but eventually paused.
Panic wouldn't help at this point, and she had absolute faith in Jiang Xiaobai, especially seeing how composed he was.