The eagle... is gone?
Upon hearing the Goddess's words, not only was Mo Ling completely baffled, but the surrounding Transparent Race People were also filled with confusion.
"My Goddess, what is an eagle?" one of the Transparent Race People asked, his voice trembling.
The Goddess was surprisingly patient, explaining, "The eagle from 'eagle catching chicks.' The chicks are still here, but the eagle is gone. You have already lost."
'A game again?'
Hearing this, an idea began to form in Mo Ling's mind.
'Could it be that these Transparent Race People played a game of 'eagle catching chicks' with the Primordial Cell?'
He didn't know the specific rules of the game, so he could only continue to listen.
"What are the chicks?" Seeing that the Goddess was answering everything, the Transparent Race Person grew bolder.
"They are the chicks from 'eagle catching chicks'," the Goddess replied, her tone completely flat.
"..."
The Primordial Cell was as evasive as ever.
