Both of them sighed at this, neither knowing whether it was the eerie nature of the Silver Age or the premature descent of the Tin Grey Age into the Dark Matter World that was unreasonable.
At this point, Tang Zhe'an said, "If their civilization's condensate cannot become a World Tree, could it serve as something like vines entwining around our human World Tree?"
Lu Yuanming was stunned and asked, "What do you mean? Entwining around the human World Tree?"
