Wait.
Not finding aliens means aliens exist?
What kind of logic is that?
Even though this kid has veered off-topic, as a prestigious college student, Jiang Chen still feels the need to uphold a student's dignity.
"You better rethink your words."
"Bro, I didn't say anything wrong."
The Martial Saint speaks confidently, "Do you really think a river would only have one fish?"
Jiang Chen shakes his head.
The Martial Saint snaps his fingers, "That's right. A river either has no fish or definitely not just one. The fact that we've never found another species only proves one possibility.
This fish, us, is kept in a fish tank."
Jiang Chen is speechless.
This kid.
He's got something.
But as an adult, he doesn't have time to discuss alien matters with this kid right now, back to the point.
"What do these words mean."
The Martial Saint unhurriedly stretches out his hand, "Let me take a look."
After watching him for a while, Jiang Chen places the Mysterious Technique in his hand.
