"It certainly is satisfying."
Li Yao hurried to say, "In that case, your situation is indeed rather unique. You might not be able to find your own kind in the entire universe, right?"
"My own kind?"
Long Yangjun smiled. Splitting the water before her, she said casually, "If you are talking about the members of the Pangu Clan or the Nuwa Clan who are in the super-long hibernation, maybe there are. But cases like mine are indeed rare. I do not expect to run into my real own kind.
"But it doesn't matter. Loneliness has always been the main theme of the vast universe. You have billions of people of your own kind around you, but aren't you plotting and fighting against each other all the time? How many people can you trust without any reserve? Life is perhaps more comfortable without one's own kind!"
