Huahua stretched out her hand to take the necklace. But the necklace passed directly through her fat hand and fell to the ground.
Huahua was stunned, while Angel was embarrassed... He had forgotten that Huahua was a soul, and if he wanted to influence the material world, Huahua's level was not enough.
Huahua scratched her head and said with a shy look: "I was holding the doll just now. It felt so real. I thought I could pick up things...but I didn't expect that I still couldn't. I was already dead. It's normal that I can't pick up things.
"
The items in the fantasy world are themselves virtual. Huahua has a real touch, which is actually due to the confusion effect of the nightmare. She still can't pick up the real things.
Angel picked up the necklace with a little embarrassment: "Then I'll put it on the bedside, so you can see it at any time."
Huahua shook her head: "Brother Pat, this necklace has a hidden compartment. Can you take out the things in the hidden compartment?"
Angel nodded, skillfully took out the silk painting from the secret compartment, and spread it on the table in the illusion.
Huahua looked at the painting on the silk and smiled happily: "Brother Pat, I only need this painting. I want to give this necklace to my brother. Thank you for giving me such a good gift." Huahua pointed.
This fantasy: "I like it very much."
The necklace was not a rare thing, and the material was very ordinary. Angel wanted to refuse it, but seeing Huahua's expectant expression, Angel nodded and accepted it.
"Thank you." Angel accepted the necklace and put it into the corner of the bracelet. Then he asked the purpose of his visit: "Huahua, do you still remember where you lived when you were a child?"
Chapter completed!