"What do you mean by that?"
Jiang Zhen smiled lightly, then said:
"What do I mean? Heh heh, exactly what it says! Your people are livestock raised by the Lord of Weirdness.
The moment you become Weird, it is the moment you die and are led out of the pen. Think about it—so far, no one should have escaped the danger of being assimilated by Weirdness, right?"
At those words, the White-Haired Middle-Aged Man fell silent. In the end, he nodded and said:
"That's right. No one has escaped it. The final fate of all of us is to become Weird."
Jiang Zhen said, "Then, weren't the Weird you became all incredibly powerful, so powerful that none of you could defeat them?
But when you were about to be unable to hold on any longer, didn't you suddenly go mad and run off? Then vanish without a trace?"
After hearing this, the White-Haired Middle-Aged Man took a deep breath and said:
"That's right. That's exactly how it was."
Jiang Zhen nodded and said:
"Then that confirms it. Someone was controlling things from behind the scenes—it should have been the Lord of Weirdness. But that thing wanted to advance further, which is why it did this!"
At those words, the White-Haired Middle-Aged Man asked in confusion:
"Why? According to you, we should all be livestock raised by him. Then why would the Lord of Weirdness do this?"
Jiang Zhen raised his head, glanced at the sky, and said calmly:
"To go a step further. To advance. Do you know how Weird advances?"
The White-Haired Middle-Aged Man said, "By devouring the Power of Weirdness, or Spiritual Qi and the like."
Jiang Zhen nodded at that and said:
"Then where is the Power of Weirdness most abundant? Or rather, ask the Weird you