When a person possessed sufficiently great power,
would they truly remain law-abiding and content?
Naturally, there was a chance of that.
It was just definitely not a high one.
Few powerful people were truly willing to let a crowd of ordinary people ride roughshod over them.
After all, even among those who possessed billions in wealth, there were few willing to live like ordinary people.
To put it bluntly,
nobody was an idiot. Everyone knew that power was meant to be used, and that money was meant to buy a good life.
This was the most fundamental instinctual desire of living beings!
As he watched the strange phenomenon unfolding in the sky,
although Orsaga had not deliberately investigated anything,
he still saw the implications behind it.
The group known as transmigrators
was deepening its influence over Human Civilization.
The transmigrator who had acted had most likely already reached an agreement with certain African nations, and those facilities that had suddenly appeared were the conditions—or part of the conditions—they had offered!
In truth,
it was precisely because the Lord of All Heavens was still looming above them
that "cooperation" had taken this form.
Otherwise,
the process would presumably have been many times more violent...
It would never have been this peaceful.
However, the present situation already counted as a kind of test of the Lord of All Heavens's decree forbidding interference in Human Civilization's internal affairs...
When facing those brimming with ambition, how long could that elusive Lord of All Heavens, who showed his head but never his tail, specifically keep those transmigrators suppressed?
That was not something easy to say.
At present, the reason he could make the transmigrators wary was merely because he had indisputably demonstrated the ability to restrict Golden Fingers, weaken each transmigrator's power, and locate each