Xu Zhi sat high above in silence for a while.
He chose not to respond. Quietly picking up a cup of tea, he brewed it with water and slowly stirred it into a whirlpool. "I have no way to interfere with anything. The Dao's assimilation is unstoppable even for me. I am only a crippled Tenth-Order Ultimate with a standing ticket; I have not even mastered the Dao itself. How could I possibly find a solution for you?"
A Tenth-Order Ultimate, and the strongest kind at that! Even the little people in bottles living within the Pseudo Dao Universe Xu Zhi had simulated could not reach the real world outside.
These Tenth-Order Ultimates had attained the Dao within this Pseudo Dao Universe. Once outside in the real universe, they would not become part of the Great Universe's laws. They could only be mortals, and might even be rejected and die. Yet in terms of realm, Xu Zhi was not even a drop in the ocean compared to them.
"Everything has been simulated by you. Everything must rely on you."
Xu Zhi had no intention of appearing. He sipped his tea, his expression somewhat complicated. "At the same time, I will not interfere with this era, nor do I have the ability to do so."
Xu Zhi had a clear understanding of himself and knew how weak he was.
He had no ability to change anything, much less alter the death of a Tenth-Order Ultimate. He also knew that any interference from him would create unpredictable variables in the simulation.
"Everything can only depend on you. I have even used you to simulate this entire era—how could I not hope that you would find a new path?"
"The way out you find will be my way out as well."
Xu Zhi