บท 277: Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Seven: Invitation

"The warmth deep in the soul... the meaning isn't clear at all," Chen Ze's mouth twitched, he was a bit confused by this note.

Chen Ze felt that to understand this phrase, he first needed to understand what a soul actually was, or to put it another way, whether people had souls at all.

Although there was often talk of the soul weighing twenty-one grams, Chen Ze just took it as a legend, until he met Stan.

This Undead monarch was quite formidable indeed, but he truly had a soul. According to Stan, it was common for Necromancers to toy with souls.

So, the soul equals Stan... giving warmth to the depths of the soul...

Chen Ze instantly thought of some red-light districts, or perhaps brothels, but he immediately shook his head, casting all those not-suitable-for-children thoughts aside.

"Tsk, it's a one-time use item, so I still have to be cautious," Chen Ze yawned, placed the Starry Sky Cake properly, took a photo of it with his phone, and then sent it to his sister.