Confronted with the invitation from the young woman clad in a white gown, Jeremy hesitated for a moment.
He was acutely aware that he was likely trapped within an illusion. Everything around him was fabricated, and the girl who beckoned him was undoubtedly a mere figment of this false reality.
Moreover, Jeremy speculated that the young woman in the white dress might even serve as a phased boss for this particular area.
"What seems to be the matter? Are you dissatisfied with the banquet? If you find this banquet lacking, I can certainly arrange one that meets your approval!"
The girl in the white dress fixed her gaze intently on Jeremy. Although her tone remained exceedingly gentle, Jeremy could detect an undercurrent of impatience in her voice.
After a brief moment of contemplation, Jeremy ultimately resolved to comply with the other party's directive.
