In the system space, Zheng Ren's mental power recovered very quickly. He had not used up much of his mental power at first. In less than half an hour, his mental power was fully replenished.
The upper limit was so high that Zheng Ren did not have any good ideas.
He looked at the remaining spiritual force potion and recalled the process of using the eye of truth. He secretly wondered if drinking a bottle of it would be useful when his spiritual force was depleting.
It should be useful!
Zheng Ren sat quietly by the pond and looked at the little white Fox's sour face with a bitter expression. It was really vexing. Ever since he had the big pig trotter, he rarely felt so helpless.
A few hours passed in the blink of an eye. Zheng Ren received a call when he got off the plane.
