She felt there were too many things to roast, so many that the words got stuck in her throat and she didn't know where to start. Finally, she gave a wry smile. "It must be one of the powerful Ten Thousand Races… maybe a Progenitor?"
"So, what are the Ten Thousand Races? What is a Progenitor?" Chu Bamboo frowned.
"...The Ten Thousand Races." Lin Xin Bamboo paused for a moment, choosing her words carefully. "I had an uncle who once told me!"
"?"
"Casimir has no right to grant me a knighthood!"
"? Who the hell is this uncle of yours? Besides... didn't you say you don't know Warhammer? How do you know about Ark of Tomorrow?"
"Oh... I must have misremembered. Maybe what he actually said was: What you love, that is your life!"
"??? Are you losing your mind?"
"Hahaha!" A hint of cunning crept into Lin Xin Bamboo's smile. "Just trying to lighten the overly somber mood... After all, this matter involves..."
"...the destruction of humanity!"
Chu Bamboo's breath caught for a moment.
