"Maybe it was a bug that got triggered," Sun Hang muttered.
Ya Qiaoxi: "A bug?"
"Accidentally, an extra giant floated up, to keep the 'auspicious number' of one hundred and forty-four," Sun Hang said, "this one got buried under the sand and we act as if it doesn't exist. Logically, even if we cut off this fingertip, it shouldn't wake up, right? Didn't your shovels touch it when you were digging out the sand?"
The two Hunters immediately shook their heads, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded, followed quickly by shaking their heads again.
They also didn't know whether the shovels had accidentally touched the fingertip — by the time the fingertip emerged, the two were blanking out.
