The situation in the Magical Girl world had temporarily come to an end. Aside from diverting some attention to check on it at the last moment, Fang Zheng had continued with his work here.
That was analyzing the Force.
Fang Zheng was certain that the Force in this galaxy had not appeared out of thin air. It had to be the work of the Goddess of Order. After all, he had traveled through so many worlds, and this was the only one capable of withstanding the impact of The Wave of Chaos and even transforming it into something beneficial. In most other places, power would instead be corrupted by Chaos, turning everything into a complete mess.
That made this place far more valuable as a reference.
Unfortunately, despite all his efforts, Fang Zheng had not found any useful clues. The Goddess of Order's damned mysticism remained as infuriating as ever—if anything, it had gotten worse. Fang Zheng had found almost no trace of her in this galaxy. Of course, thinking about it carefully, that was perfectly normal. If this galaxy truly was the Goddess of Order's proudest creation, she definitely would not want any civilization modifying it in any way.
You saw it all the time in anime, games, and movies, didn't you? Later civilizations dug up the tombs or ruins of ancient civilizations, then screwed themselves over spectacularly... Yharnam was waving at you, brother.
The best way to deal with civilizations that were both reckless and curious was to erase every trace of your own existence, leaving behind not even the slightest clue.
Of course, ordinary ancient civilizations could not manage that. But considering that this galaxy was likely something the Goddess of Order had prepared long ago, it was not hard to understand. She had probably hidden herself