The Q&A session was naturally Bai Wu's favorite.
Gleaning as much intelligence as possible from an opponent who was unaware of their imminent defeat had a certain thrill not unlike that of a large capitalist squeezing out surplus value.
Moreover, Bai Wu calculated correctly that although Jing San was a memory body, in the world created by Xiaoyugan, this memory body was essentially equal to a sealed original soul.
It was much the same as the one in High Tower.
Of course, Jing San was a bit luckier than the one in High Tower, having corroded many memories and thus able to obtain a wealth of information.
"To show my sincerity, I'll go first. Let's see, High Tower appeared, then disappeared, and your brother, Jing Si, went mad. Ah, that's two pieces of information, isn't it? Buy one, get one free—I suppose I can take a little loss," Bai Wu said.
Jing San indeed thirsted for news from the outside world.
"How do I know if what you're telling me is true or false?"