"What the hell do you mean?"
"You're the one who ate the Illusory Life Race, and want me to take care of the Illusory Life Race?"
"Let me tell you a story."
Long said.
"I don't want to hear it."
Zhou Zhou said calmly.
Long: …
'Why don't you play by the rules?'
Long sighed and started talking to himself.
"Once upon a time, there was a clan chief. He and his people were trapped in a world where they would die if they didn't get out."
"They tried everything to leave this world, but they couldn't."
"At this moment…"
"An opportunity to answer any doubts has fallen into the hands of this patriarch."
"So he asked him how to solve the current predicament."
"The other party told him that if his Illusory Life Race bloodline reached the level of a God Spirit, he could rely on his bloodline talent to find a way to resolve his predicament."
