Are you an idiot?
Facing Autumn Moon's gaze as though she was looking at a fool, Motan found himself at a loss for words. After all, according to conventional wisdom, his serious contemplation of the existence of Future People, God's Envoys, or Superpower Users did make him seem a bit idiotic. And it was apparent that the leader Autumn Moon had a touch of that adolescent fantasy phase, but the thing is she could distinguish between fantasy and reality, a rational adolescent fantasy, so she didn't take those things she came up with seriously...
As such, Motan, who had become a bit oversensitive due to Pomegranate's earlier comment about "marginal people," now felt quite embarrassed.
"Forget it, it's no big deal."
Autumn Moon waved her hand, clearly not making a big deal out of her recent snide remark, then suddenly started blinking her large eyes as she looked Motan up and down. Finally, she clapped her hands together excitedly: "You're a player, right?"
