After all, we are one, becoming a carrier is like returning leaves to their roots.
Jiang Hui slightly furrowed his brow, pondering why the third personality's Primordial Spirit didn't want to become the carrier.
At his current realm, he only needed to know the thought, similar to inputting a command into a true AI, and all possibilities could be envisioned in an instant.
In just a moment, various thoughts flashed through Jiang Hui's mind, but he couldn't find a reasonable explanation.
Every possibility had flaws and was unreasonable, and he had too little information; guessing the true reason behind it with just this limited information was incredibly difficult.
But it seemed he didn't need to guess out of thin air.
Jiang Hui slowly opened his mouth, his voice unwavering: "Mo, I have some questions for you."
The latter had already taken control of the Primordial Spirit, capable of automatic switching.
