Chapter 354.2
“I don’t know,” Isaac replied.
“It’s rare to hear you admit ignorance, Isaac.”
“There’s plenty I don’t know. Honestly, compared to others my age, I’d be little more than a dullard.”
“Coming from someone who’s uncovered the secrets of gods and glimpsed the shadows of Urbansus?”
“Of course.”
Isaac was sincere.
There were countless things he didn’t know that were common knowledge for any ordinary person in this era: planting seasons, how to identify edible plants, how to butcher animals, and which types of wood made good firewood.
Hunger never pressed him to hunt, and his tentacles provided more than enough sustenance. Without them, Isaac would probably have starved to death long ago.
But when it came to the Outer Boundary, Isaac doubted that anyone, including himself, truly knew what lay beyond. Nothing about it had ever been revealed.