In an instant, the homebody witch's mind was filled with scenes from movies of insect calamities, Insect Race wars, aliens, and more from her last life.
Actually, she didn't even need Inspiration to remind her; as a naturally imaginative homebody, Dorothy had already envisioned these scenarios the moment her senior reminded her upon encountering such a group of Insect People.
She just couldn't believe she would stumble upon a potential Catastrophe Seed on an ordinary stroll. Surely, someone couldn't be arranging this for her again?
Yet, since Inspiration had been triggered, Dorothy had no choice but to believe it despite her reluctance.
"Oh, sorry, I forgot Dorothy, you're a fate idiot. You could ask your little manager what she can see."
When Dorothy heard these words, Senior Fanny paused and then said this.
Dorothy: "..."
Damn it, although what the senior said is true, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being looked down upon.
