"Oh? Someone's here?"
Zhang Menglong looked at the sky, not knowing when, a short-haired youth had already appeared in the sky. His face seemed even somewhat youthful, holding a book of unknown origin, even at this moment, he was earnestly looking at the contents of the book, as if that earlier move was just casually done.
"Oh? After the Ancient God created Ancient Humans, they were actually betrayed by them?" The book in the youth's hand was ancient records given to him by his teacher, rough information derived by a historian after several generations of research.
To obtain this information implies that the historian had likely interacted with Ancient Humans, or even the Ancient God!
The warcraft was slapped into the ground, but the next second it flew out again.
"Be honest, I'm not finished yet!"
