Now, Mo Ling could not fully believe a single word Martin said.
He assumed Martin was only trying to comfort him.
How could someone locked alone at the Abyss Bottom possibly be doing well?
Although Mo Ling still could not remember anything about the Abyss Bottom, he knew it was no good place.
With every level descended in the Abyss, the dangers intensified, and the environment grew stranger and more difficult for human understanding to comprehend.
Even the fifth level's night was already unfit for human survival, let alone the Abyss Bottom...
"She absolutely could not be doing well there."
At that thought, Mo Ling's heart began to ache again.
"Martin, tell me the truth... How is she doing now? Is she dead or alive? It's been so long... No, the flow of time at the Abyss Bottom differs from the surface. Not much time has passed for her."
Mo Ling spoke in fragments, while Martin soothed him from beside him. "Believe me. She's truly doing well. She is better suited to that place than any of us. That is her domain."
"How is that possible? No one can adapt to the Abyss Bottom. What does she eat there? What does she drink? How does she face danger alone?"
Mo Ling fired off question after question, and with each one, his worry deepened.
Yet, upon hearing those questions, Martin slowly shook his head.
After hesitating for a moment, he said something utterly unexpected to Mo Ling.
"Mo Ling, she isn't an ordinary human."
Not an ordinary human? What did that mean?
Mo Ling froze, staring at Martin and hoping for an explanation.
But Martin did not continue. He merely evaded the matter vaguely.
"Anyway, you only need to know that she isn't an ordinary human. Once she reaches the Abyss