What Lee Ling didn't know was that Zhou Yan could understand, and he almost knew part of the truth.
If it were in the past, Zhou Yan would definitely have tried to deduce it, would definitely have tried his best to understand the key to it.
But nowadays, since Lee Ling didn't say it specifically, Zhou Yan didn't ask either.
Because the process is fundamentally unimportant.
Before obtaining the result, no process matters, and once the result is obtained, a tortuous process can be presented as incomparably magnificent, incomparably splendid; a flat experience can also be extremely thrilling, extremely strange and bizarre.
Because the history of the world is written by the victors.
Lee Ling sighed, but Zhou Yan was very indifferent, so calm that Lee Ling was suspicious and uncertain about it—despite the fact that Lee Ling was merely a statue body or a clone.
But sometimes a clone understands itself better than the original body.
