He still fell silent over Boss Luo's question.
Luo Qiu was clearly in no hurry... Basically, whenever he offered someone a choice, he also gave them the greatest patience.
The wait was not long.
"You... what can you do for me?" Cain asked slowly.
"What is it you want?" Luo Qiu asked softly in return.
He fell into deep thought once again. Sitting there, he looked like a statue that had existed since time immemorial... unmoving, without even the slightest expression on his face.
This existence from the past consequently slowed down as well... Everything before their eyes seemed to deteriorate from high resolution to low resolution, becoming increasingly blurred and rough.
Only the little Vengeful Spirit remained unchanged... Luo Qiu knew that the corpse pit outside the cave was in the same state. Apart from the Vengeful Spirits formed from the dead mutated children, everything here was the result of calculations within Cain's consciousness.
When most of its attention was focused on pondering a certain question, it naturally could not attend to the natural changes of the entire past.
A long time passed.
Cain seemed to suddenly come alive. He raised his eyeless face and turned it toward Luo Qiu. His sunken eye sockets were like pitch-black holes, but Luo Qiu could see that deep within those black holes, something was trying to shine.
Like a spark deprived of oxygen.
"Actually, all these years, I've been thinking about why the original me wanted to bring about my birth." Cain gently placed both hands on the table.
Through that touch, everything blurred around them gradually became clear again.
"I think it may have hoped that I could inherit its will." Cain paused, seemingly weighing his words. "Perhaps, when I inherited this portion of its memories, some sort of command had