Ever since learning from Knight about the true nature of the [World Tomb], Bai Zhi had developed a certain suspicion.
If the [World Tomb] was essentially a graveyard that buried eras, then what about the Era of World Guardians?
Back then, Yu Xing and nearly three hundred other World Guardians had entered the [World Tomb], and after a long period of accumulation, they had built nine Transit Hubs.
But in reality, just nine Transit Hubs could not possibly support the needs of Players from the billions of worlds in the Void.
Combined with the theory that the [World Tomb] contained eras, Bai Zhi had reason to suspect that the nine Transit Hubs built by Yu Xing's generation of World Guardians were merely one part of some enormous Blockchain.
—The Era of World Guardians had, without anyone realizing it, been personally buried within the [World Tomb] by the World Guardians themselves.
And now, that buried Era of World Guardians was serving the era of the system and Players...
Honestly, the more one thought about something like this, the more terrifying it became.
And when he recalled Rain's idea that World Guardians were like farmed fish and shrimp, it only grew more frightening the deeper he considered it.
Bai Zhi had originally intended to bring up these speculations and discuss them with Yu Xing and the others. He had never expected something like this to happen so suddenly.
—Time had flowed backward before his eyes.
(Was this kind of secret not allowed to be spoken aloud...?)
Bai Zhi felt that this was something worth pondering deeply.
"...More or less. I've said pretty much everything I can say. Do you have any other questions?"
Setting the teacup in his hand back onto the Coffee Table, Bai Zhi raised a hand and lightly pressed