Endless World

"What a marvelous idea!"

Wu Haibo said, "Unfortunately, we have never seen ourselves in 'Primordial Summoning,' and theoretically, the odds of seeing ourselves are not high."

"Why?"

Meng Chao had originally wanted to say that if Primordial Summoning contained images of Dragon City's future, he could present the memories of his previous life as Primordial Summoning too, guiding Dragon City's next decisions.

In a sense, he would not have been lying. His rebirth was indeed connected to the Ancient Ruins.

"Because the macroscopic world is relatively easy to observe, but observing the microscopic world is harder than ascending to heaven."

Wu Haibo gestured as he explained, "Imagine that we boarded an armored airship and slowly sailed deep into the mist-shrouded Monster Mountain Range.

"Most of the time, all around us would be a muddle of fog and haze, as though we were inside the clouds, unable to see our own hands before our faces.

"Every now and then, when a strong wind blew the fog apart, we might catch a fleeting glimpse of rolling mountains, bizarre rocks standing atop the peaks, an exceptionally towering tree, or a Doomsday Beast soaring over the mountaintops.

"But our gaze would likely find it difficult to pierce through the fog and jungle to see the Sword Halberd Demon Pigs beneath the mountains and forests.

"Much less a particular Sword Halberd Demon Pig.

"Do you understand? The sea of stars is like the mountains themselves, while Primordial Civilization is like the Doomsday Beasts. They shine with boundless brilliance and possess an overwhelming presence, making them easy to see and easy to leave traces behind.

"But our human civilization from Earth is like an utterly ordinary Sword Halberd Demon Pig. No matter how hoarse it cries, it may not be observed. No matter how desperately it