The Ancient God couldn't hear what Chen Yi was saying, and Chen Yi couldn't hear what the Ancient God was saying either.
The only way for them to communicate was to have the Tuberculosis Rabbit act as an intermediary.
"Tell the truth."
"This is the truth."
"Since you just said that Starfield players cannot take any props, Skill Fragments, or Points out of their Star System, why would they come to the Threefold Star System?"
"The Hundred Generations Bounty is an exception."
"Just give me a rough idea of this Race's information, and I can clarify their general situation in the Starfield. Many of this information will be useful to you... for example, their fatal weaknesses."
"..."
Chen Yi stopped talking and just continued to lie on the beach chair with his eyes closed, unconsciously tapping his knuckles on the armrest.
Not long ago.
Someone indeed accepted the Hundred Generations Bounty left by the Solar Star.
He also received the notification.