Jin ignored the voice.
He was only brought here by the head of a member of the Celestial Race, his true self was not present.
No one could possibly see him here, nor could they hear him.
Jin believed that the voice wasn't speaking to him, or perhaps it was trying to trick him.
Jin murmured:
"The air here is filled with the essence of material, indeed, could this be the Lost City?"
The material Jin referred to was the Celestial Race.
Jin had always known there was a mysterious city in a certain sea area of Blue Star.
The residents of that city were the Celestial Race.
And Tie Lin was the City Lord of the Lost City who managed the Celestial Race.
The voice sounded again:
"Lost City? What kind of place is that?"
Jin was taken aback.
Is it really talking to me?
Could that thing understand the fluctuations of my consciousness?
The voice continued:
"Indeed, insect, I am asking you."
....
In the lab, Jin's breathing grew rapid.
