Ninety-seven. Mutual trust

The dense scratches that appeared on the surface made the pitch-black branches terribly damaged, yet they did not turn to ash as they had the previous two times.

"Just like we speculated, early Hallucination Phase..." Tesla muttered to himself. "And you were just seeing projections, indifferent to the scent they emitted."

"Can you guess why that would be?"

Since Tesla was most familiar with Lu Li, he was in charge of questioning him.

Under the gaze of the four leaders, Lu Li lowered his eyes in thought.

His identity from another world was the most likely possibility. But without evidence, it could only approach the truth without equating to it.

Then was there something unique to him that others did not possess?

Anna... Shadow Swamp... black eyes...

Lu Li considered all the ways he differed from ordinary people. Did the "door" and "Blood-Colored Tentacles" count among them?

"I have thought of one possibility," Lu Li raised his head and said.