"Is there really a savior in this world?" Zoe asked.
Li Ang silently looked at the chestnut-haired young girl, with nothing to say for the moment.
"Yes, there is," said the Water Dragon.
Everyone exchanged glances, needing a moment to digest this concept.
The issue wasn't in the literal meaning being hard to understand, but in the previous understanding of both Meluna and Meimei being seen as powerful, thus filled with hope.
But the Water Dragon's words suggested a certain preordained choice.
This made things feel complicated.
There was no one here with aspirations of grand achievements; otherwise, they would probably feel quite indignant.
The main lingering doubt was—how was this person chosen? By whom?
Li Ang, of course, knew that this person was Zoe.
But he viewed it from the perspective of a transmigrator, an outsider with a transcendental prophetic perspective, where the "game protagonist" naturally "was fated."
But in reality, how is this person determined?
