According to the system's account, everything had gone remarkably smoothly. Perhaps because the apocalypse was nipping at their heels, humanity's technological innovation during this era had erupted far beyond the progress of the previous ten thousand years.
Although they always encountered one hurdle after another on the road toward their goal, they ultimately crossed every one of them without real danger.
No aliens emerged to restrict the development of human technology, nor did any bizarre cosmic storms suddenly appear and strangle humanity's technological advancement in its cradle.
Nothing happened.
Yet for some reason, Chen Cheng's heart began beating faster and faster along with the system's narration. Logically speaking, even if human civilization truly encountered the interference of some God-Level Civilization, he should not have felt this uneasy, nor should his heart have been racing like this.
Chen Cheng covered his chest with a hand, while large beads of cold sweat began rolling down his forehead.
Noticing Chen Cheng's abnormal state, Melinda immediately pulled her attention away from the robot's grand, sweeping epic of humanity's self-salvation.
"What's wrong with you? Xiao Mo, examine Chen Cheng's body."
Melinda supported Chen Cheng and asked worriedly, while ordering the household intelligent medical system to conduct a comprehensive examination on him.
"Examination complete. Mr. Chen's blood pressure has risen, his heart rate has accelerated, his adrenaline secretion has surged, and his blood oxygen level is rapidly increasing. Treatment is recommen—"
Before Xiao Mo could finish, the system shut it down first.
Melinda turned to look at the robot housing the system.
"What are you doing? You controlled and deceived us, and now you want Chen Cheng dead too?"
However, the system spoke.
"No. Mr. Chen has no illness. His subconscious merely sensed an immense danger, which is why he is experiencing this condition."
Chen Cheng