Lin Chang 'an's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.
He had been very concerned about this time three years ago.
This was the point in time he had transmigrated to. Lin Chang 'an would seriously study anything strange that happened.
"Is there no information to speculate about this?" he asked.
The greatest enemy of mankind at present was undoubtedly the demonic beasts.
If the entire demon race suddenly decreased in number, the higher-ups of the human race would definitely spend a lot of time studying it.
"There's no news from the higher-ups at all, but there's quite a lot of rumors on the streets."
"Brother, can you tell me about it?" Lin Chang 'an handed over a box of Huazi.
The pilot raised his eyebrows and took the six tubes. He crushed them together, lit them up, and took a big sip.
