"I need to talk with you," Ji Min yelled, facing the grotesque, enormous object.
On the surface, he seemed steady, but inside, he was extremely nervous. He was not a Cultivator Soldier but merely an ordinary staff member. In the old days, he would have been part of what amounted to a diplomatic department. However, with no other nations existing now, that department had long been dissolved; he was currently performing a similar role. Sweat slicked his palms; he was anxious, worried that the giant micro-ecological consciousness might not respond. If it didn't, it would mean a failure in communication. Fortunately, it didn't attack immediately, which meant there was still room for negotiation.
"What do you want to talk about?" a strange voice echoed as a somewhat distorted humanoid figure squeezed out of the monstrous entity. It had no skin, its flesh interspersed with various bone spurs. This was clearly a temporary carrier formed by the giant micro-ecological consciousness.
