"How can it be that simple? Even the air in my space contains energy, so plants will absorb the energy and grow crazily in there," Lin Qiao waved a hand, then glanced at Lin Wenwen and said, "She's losing it, isn't she? How long does she normally maintain the stance for?"
"Ah," Long Qingying responded, "If no one disturbs her, she can make fifty… minutes."
Before she finished, Lin Wenwen stood straight.
"Phew… not yet fifty minutes! Wow! I want some strawberries!" Lin Wenwen stood there and rested for a short while, then dragged her limp legs over and picked up a strawberry, going to the bathroom to wash it.
"How're your combat skills now? How many people can you fight at one time?" Lin Qiao sat on the couch and asked Lin Wenwen.
"Em… I have no idea. I haven't done actual combat yet," Lin Wenwen shook her head and replied.