Chapter 1413: Legend

"Ten meters?" Gregory Lawrence gestured, "How much is ten meters?"

Hannah closed her eyes and lazily replied, "Probably about as high as a three-story building."

Gregory Lawrence imagined a mutated beast as tall as a three-story building.

People tend to have a subconscious fear of things that surpass common understanding.

For instance, the pitch-black depths of the ocean, or a mutated beast so large that one couldn't make out its entire shape.

The mere thought was enough to drive one "crazy".

Suddenly, Gregory Lawrence had a guess and muttered, "The center of the white fog, could it really be home to a Jiao?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, everyone turned to look at him.

Even Hannah woke up, "What Jiao?"