"[Human]."
Lin Xian whispered in response.
Images of the riddle master Huang Que came to mind, as he recalled her luminous blue pupils that resembled glowing orbs, and her omniscient, ghostly presence... Lifting his head, he looked at Liu Feng:
"[Space-Time Traveler]."
Lin Xian said, word by word:
"If rifts can exist between spaces and times, and if space-time particles can make it through, then surely other things can find a way as well. A levee a thousand miles long may be destroyed by an ant hole, that's the principle. Of course... using this idiom here might not be quite fitting, but I just mean to say, if the universe's laws, the laws of space and time, allow for something like space-time rifts to exist, then space-time travelers must also exist!"
"Actually, I'm curious about something else. You said..."
