Waiting for Grandpa to Come Home

Yan Nu was never trapped by reality, nor would he ever compromise with his environment.

He only ever believed that he simply had not done enough yet.

"This still isn't peace, because there are still people who have to bear suffering and pay the price for others' happiness."

"Then this still isn't true peace!"

Yan Nu spoke with an unwavering tone, realizing that the era currently ushered in by the Infinite Dimensions was, after all, merely a minor peace akin to the ancient Divine Continent era or the Galactic era.

It was merely a transitional state leading to true peace, and it ought to be far more peaceful than this.

Shen Leling was shocked. "Ah? Yan Nu, is this still not enough? Everyone is happy beyond measure."

" Countless people do as they please, creating everything they desire."

"In the vast macrocosm, they can design world after world, and each macrocosm can contain countless universes, or even different worldviews."

"There are countless galaxies, countless continents, and countless civilizations there. Everywhere you look are different paradises that people once longed for or never dared to wish for!"

"According to their own preferences, they can design technology trees, cultivation paths, and even hundreds of millions of realms, enjoying the joy of progress within them."

"They can also arrange all sorts of different abilities, experiencing countless diverse lives within an ordinary world."

Yan Nu swept his gaze across the boundless worlds, saying earnestly, "They are happy, but what about everyone else?"

"For every single tiny desire and amusement of theirs, countless people must sink or swim, struggling and slaving away."

"If they design a simple background, that backdrop will be filled with the lamentations of countless living beings."

Hearing this, Grandpa hesitated and spoke. "Yan Nu, Grandpa can't say he understands, but I