Chapitre 293: 150. The Cost of Growth

The flames licked the stone walls, casting a warm, bright glow in the windbreak.

Midnight was still some time away, and the long night stretched on.

The sea breeze brought the sound of nearby waves, reclaiming the space.

After a brief silence, Lu Li asked, "What is in the cabin?"

"Why do you want to communicate with the Followers?" Friday countered, as concerned with Lu Li's thoughts as he was about the cabin's occupants.

"It's normal for intelligent beings to want to communicate with other intelligent beings. There's nothing special about that," Lu Li answered.

The shift in perspective wouldn't change in a moment, just like Lu Li still habitually thought from a materialistic perspective, which was his biggest difference from the native humans of this world.

"They are humanity's enemies, though. Countless Exorcists have died at their hands over the centuries," the hooded voice said with growing interest.

"Enemies and communication are not incompatible," Lu Li calmly replied.