Given the Workshop Master's level of knowledge regarding the Outer Continent, Yang An was more inclined to believe he was from there himself.
To have single-handedly founded the Scripture Defector Association, found so many Innate Flesh Mushrooms, and created a marvel like the Tree of Flesh and Blood—the Workshop Master's origins were certainly anything but simple.
On a matter like this, perhaps he could ask the Workshop Master if he had any solutions.
With this in mind, he told Wen Yin and Zhou Quan to remain calm and immediately immersed his consciousness into the Tree of Flesh and Blood.
The Tree of Flesh and Blood had been quiet recently. Other than Yang An, no one else had proactively sent any messages.
'I wonder if I was too harsh when I chewed them out last time.'
But Yang An didn't care. He did what he had to do and promptly sent out a new message.
"Workshop Master! I have an urgent matter to ask you about!"
