The sky shone bright and dark as the sun and moon rose and fell like turning wheels.
The countdown in He Ao's eyes raced toward zero.
Gales swept across the world, and rainstorms came and went without warning.
High in the sky, the reflection of an enormous blue planet rapidly appeared, then resolved into rolling mountains and cities standing between them.
It was the Main World—the Main World before its destruction.
Now that world in the sky was visibly descending, pressing down toward the earth.
It looked as though it would merge with the earth in the next instant and become part of it.
He Ao had only recently experienced something like this.
Time acceleration.
Last time, though, he had been the one controlling it. This time, it was the Mechanical God.
And when the Mechanical God accelerated time, he bypassed He Ao entirely, keeping He Ao's time in sync with his own.
A moment ago, the countdown had still shown several days. He Ao had thought he could take some time to work out a solution. Who could have expected the Mechanical God to drag the progress bar straight to the end?
The older generation really did like picking on people.
Worse, he was using He Ao's own method against him. He Ao couldn't tell whether the Mechanical God was deliberately rubbing it in.
Petty.
Good Friend was much more generous.
As He Ao watched, the world moving across the sky gradually slowed.
At the same time, the World Foundation began to tremble faintly.
The process had plainly reached its most critical moment—so critical that even the Mechanical God could no longer accelerate time at will.
It seemed that tampering with the flow of time during an event involving timelines would disrupt the Mechanical God's plan.
He also had