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“But you heard it too, even if we include Aunt Isha, we still don’t have enough people to play this game,” Noa said.

“Use that smart brain of yours to come up with a solution. Think about what your unbeatable father would do,” the ancestor suggested.

Hearing that, Noa thought for a moment and replied seriously,@@novelbin@@

“He would first figure out how to get out of the wheelchair.”

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Her cheeky answer had a touch of dark humor, but it was the truth.

Setting aside the issue of not having enough people, even if they managed to gather enough participants, her dad’s limited mobility meant he couldn’t join in an interactive game like this.

The ancestor, despite her reluctance, had no other ideas either.

The Night Spirit Crystal, even when it wasn’t driven by primordial power, was still valuable for crafting decorative items due to its rarity. It wasn’t something that could be obtained easily.

With that in mind, the ancestor sighed.

“Alright. But if the opportunity arises, try to go for it.”

It was rare for the ancestor to speak in a negotiating tone, showing just how important the Night Spirit Crystal was to her.

Noa nodded.