Wrapped in bandages on the bed like a mummy, Charles stared straight at the snow-white ceiling.
He appeared to be daydreaming, but his mind was actually pondering over those simple sentences of mantis communication.
Although those creatures had only spoken two sentences, the content they contained was considerable.
They had mentioned that humanity had suffered some kind of disaster, and from the way things looked, this disaster had affected them as well.
The second point was that, inferred from the second sentence, a previous group of humans had interacted with them and had signed some kind of pact. This group was most likely the Foundation.
What puzzled Charles the most was the first issue—if it was such a significant disaster, why was there no historical record of it in the Earth Sea?