This breath must be exhaled.
But to whom should it be given?
Su Huan's smile was peculiar, but his gaze was rarely serious, "I need to find him, whether it's a person or an organization, I must find him."
Seeing Su Huan fall silent, Shu Wei felt a bit of regret in her heart,
Suddenly hearing this cryptic statement, she was stunned, "Who is it?"
"...The person behind the apocalypse?"
"Yes."
"What if you can't find them?"
"There always has to be someone."
Shu Wei looked at Su Huan who was extraordinarily gentle today, and couldn't help but shiver with a sense of horror.
Seeing her slightly unnatural expression, Su Huan remembered to reach up and tug at the corners of his mouth.
He seemed to have developed a conditioned reflex, smiling when happy, smiling when sad, and all his primary emotions here turned into an uncontrollable smile.
"So our mission among thousands is to build a perfect vehicle, traverse through endless disasters, to find him?"
