He Ao withdrew his gaze and looked at the phone on the table again.
He sighed softly.
He did not know whether 005 and the sets of fate-related Transcendent Items in the Copy Worlds had made him overly sensitive.
In the past, when he encountered such coincidences, he would at most marvel at how lucky he was.
Now, he would naturally wonder: Was some old bastard secretly stirring fate from behind the scenes again?
Especially when the Main World happened to have a fate-related Transcendent Item, 005, and he had, in a sense, already partially exposed himself to 005's "field of vision."
Still, what had happened today might not necessarily have been fate's "interference."
He Ao rubbed his temples, raised his head to look at the bright moon beyond the sky, and fell into thought.
What kind of existence was a Martial Arts Angel?
Judging from the logs he had obtained at the 196 Research Institute, the Original Federation had definitely possessed an advanced martial arts civilization, as well as methods of reaching the Martial Arts Angel level. There might even have been quite a few Martial Arts Angels themselves.
Yet these Martial Arts Angels seemed not to have left many traces in the ruins, and martial arts itself seemed not to have left much behind either.
He had found a small martial arts book in the Copy World, and Old man Regit had even been able to find the prerequisite Body Refining Art for martial arts in the library.
Yet in ruins where martial arts had flourished so greatly, there were not many traces related to martial arts left behind.
Only the remains of several martial artists He Ao had encountered, along with the lingering souls of former martial artists in Past Phantom, told him that a flourishing martial