Upon hearing Sun Hang say this, everyone was taken aback and then exchanged glances.
Giant Hill is a vast desert, aside from the endless yellow sand, there are only those statue-like slumbering strange giant entities. What could have jammed the wheels?
"Under the sand... could it be..." a Hunter murmured softly.
"Don't talk nonsense!"
"Can you sense any mimetic reactions from the strange entities below?" another Hunter nudged his companion with his elbow, "My sensing ability is rather dull..."
"Sensing my ass... we're surrounded by strange giants, mimetic reactions are everywhere... what do you expect me to sense!"
This question is akin to two people being locked in an airtight, dark room filled with the stench of excrement. One asks the other if they can tell if the squishy stuff under their feet is poop...
Though the words are coarse, the logic is spot on.
