Clearly, although she didn't understand, she could feel Fang Ze's heart toward her. Thus, she was willing to trust Fang Ze.

Seeing Little Grass agree, Fang Ze felt relieved.

He extended his hand, delivering a hand chop to Little Grass's neck.

Little Grass's body jerked violently, then completely baffled, she slumped into Fang Ze's arms.

Fang Ze held her gently, then silently invoked "Personal Deprivation."

In a moment, Fang Ze felt that Little Grass, from her soul to her body, belonged entirely to him; he could freely decide Little Grass's life and death and everything else.

Indeed, this was Fang Ze's idea: to use his ability to seize control over Little Grass.

Little Grass herself was a Clone planted by the Flower God, possessing the breath of the Flower God and easily manipulated due to her simple nature.

However, this control was not absolute, and Little Grass was still an independent entity.

If Fang Ze could control her with higher authority, in theory, the Flower God would no longer be able to influence Little Grass.

For Little Grass's safety, Fang Ze could also use his control over her, directly employing the "Demigod Prison" to remotely detain her.

In this way, when the day came for the Flower God to descend, after the Flower God infused all its power into Little Grass's body, Fang Ze could directly incarcerate the beneficiary Little Grass in the "Demigod Prison."

He would have protected Little Grass, let her benefit, and incidentally... ensured the smooth progress of the Flower Morning Festival.

As for how to deal with the aftermath, that was no longer Fang Ze's concern: if the Flower God's descent was interrupted halfway because the clone was gone, how was that Fang Ze's problem? Let them seek the Flower God for answers.

He was just an ordinary director of the Security Bureau.

Thinking this way, Fang Ze then began the second step of his plan: to trick the Flower God.

As a street lamp ornament in reserve, Fang Ze had rich experience in "playing both sides."

The Flower God had always wanted Fang Ze to return the clone...

Now that he was about to "return" it, wasn't it time to extort something?

The , which is Chapter 125, will be updated around 2 AM on August 30.

With the last two days of the month approaching, I'm asking for a wave of monthly tickets. After an indeterminate amount of time, when Fang Ze woke from his sleep, he had already arrived at the Late-Night Investigation Room.

He didn't linger in the Late-Night Investigation Room, immediately getting up and heading to the "Demigod Prison."

Upon reaching the "Demigod Prison," he opened Little Grass's prison door.

Little Grass was squatting in the corner of the pitch-black room, hugging her knees.

The two leaves atop her head shook gently, as if to dispel boredom.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Little Grass couldn't help but look up.

Upon seeing Fang Ze, Little Grass hurriedly stood up, then happily "thumped thumped thumped" her way toward him.

But possibly because she ran too hastily and her limbs were uncoordinated, when she arrived in front of Fang Ze, she couldn't stop in time, bending her body over ninety degrees.

This caused her to lurch forward uncontrollably and "thud" she knelt before Fang Ze.

Little Grass, perhaps not even realizing what had happened, propped herself up with her hands, looking up at Fang Ze with a bewildered expression, her two leaves swaying...

Fang Ze, also not expecting such a turn of events, held back a laugh, bent down and helped the adorably overwhelmed Little Grass up, then crouching down, he affectionately brushed the dirt off her knees before saying, "We know each other well, no need for such a grand gesture."

Little Grass looked down at Fang Ze, "Yah! Yah~!"

No longer in the Late-Night Investigation Room, Fang Ze couldn't understand her, but took it as her thanks.

After dusting off Little Grass's knees, Fang Ze took her hand and led her to the Late-Night Investigation Room.

Then he pulled Little Grass to sit down, bent over, looked directly into her eyes, and said, "Little Grass, do you trust me?"

Little Grass nodded eagerly, calling out "yah yah" twice.

Fang Ze placed his hand on Little Grass's shoulder and then said, "So, for you to break free from the Flower God and move freely in the Real World,"

"I may have to inconvenience you temporarily by making you my Vassal. Can you accept that?"

Fang Ze's words might have been too opaque for Little Grass. She tilted her head and gave a milk-voiced "Yah?" and her two leaves swayed slightly.

But after a moment, her face burst into a cute smile, and she nodded vigorously.