Chapter 427: Saying Too Much Will Do More Harm Than Good
Bai Yiyuan's voice brimmed with disbelief, “You actually found it?”
“I’m not sure.” Lin Moyu replied, still shaken.
The memory felt surreal—almost like a dream. Part of him wondered if it had been a misconception.
Meng Anwen asked, “Tell us. What exactly did you see?”
Lin Moyu recalled carefully, “It was a pitch-black space. I saw a point of light, and when it exploded, I saw other points. It felt like each one represented a skill, but they were all dormant. It’s hard to explain.”
But Meng Anwen understood. That elusive, unreal sensation—he had felt it himself long ago.
And by the time he finally discovered the skills’ source, he had already surpassed level 80.
Lin Moyu, on the other hand, was only level 50, with ample time and opportunities ahead.
Meng Anwen asked, “What did that space look like to you?”
Lin Moyu thought hard. After a moment, he said, unsure, “Like a starry sky. Each point... like a silent, extinguished star.”
Both Meng Anwen and Bai Yiyuan looked surprised.
Lin Moyu noticed, “Teachers? Is something wrong?”