In the living room of No. 66 Wutong Road, several heads gathered together, studying the mysterious paper brought back by Erin's mass-produced puppet, including Luna who was originally cleaning on the second floor and Freyia who was sunbathing on the rooftop.
Of course, Yu Sheng doubted whether Freyia could understand the contents of the paper—she probably couldn't recognize the words.
Luna's literacy level wasn't high either, but she'd been trying to read and write over this period. After stumbling through the remnants of the writing on the paper, she puzzled over it: "Is it talking about the image, the content?"
"So the graystone behemoth we encountered in the Exotic Realm is the giant beast Glon mentioned on this paper?" Erin scratched her head, "And those towers that suddenly emerged from the fog, are they the high walls of Lodaxim?"
"But why is it a sketch like a child's drawing?" Hu Li was also puzzled, "And it looks like it was drawn by a child."
