"What do you mean by that?" The old man's tone turned sharp in an instant, as if a knife had been thrust in, giving a bloody feeling.
Su Changxing thought for a moment and said, "I don't know why, but the same thing that happened to you Titan Humans happened to me. I'm being rejected by the world I'm in."
"In other words, that world has no place for me. Once I go back again, I'll definitely be erased."
He had gone over it back and forth many times and felt that his situation was very similar to that of the Titan Humans—unrecognized by the world, treated as a virus-like existence.
Looking at it now, this kind of thing was actually very strange, as if the world possessed an independent self-defense system. He didn't know if it was the Doomsday Game itself.
Although the old man had no eyeballs, he looked like he was carefully scrutinizing Su Changxing, while Su Changxing, on the other hand, didn't have any physical body.
