As he looked at those comments, Unbreakable Airman felt miserable, his face flushing red with unwillingness.
After holding it in for a long time, he typed out a sentence. "Murals don't prove anything. They can be forged too!"
"Unless God truly appears in modern times at least once, this evidence can't prove anything!"
The netizens could not help but marvel.
"6666, what twisted logic!"
"You really know how to talk. You clearly know that Creator is vague and elusive, and almost never reveals anything! Are you just putting on a brave face?"
Those conspiracy theorists tried to join in with rebuttals, but the moment they spoke, they were suppressed and berated so badly that they did not dare show themselves again.
The onlooking viewers had also snapped out of being led astray.
At the Prehistoric Ruins, Professor Chen wore an expression of "just as expected."
Father Charlie, Director Lu, and the others in the USA breathed sighs of relief and could not help murmuring prayers.
Old Wang Next Door lay on his bed, his face full of resentment and unease.
The mural video made his expression shift unpredictably.
By now, he was no longer sure whether that god really existed.
If it was fake, that would be one thing. But if it was real, he was truly afraid of suffering divine punishment!
Just as his expression kept changing, a knock suddenly sounded at the front door.
Old Wang Next Door's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt uneasy.
As a shut-in, he barely had any social life. Why would anyone be knocking on his door?
Besides, this scene gave him a strangely familiar sense of déjà vu...
"No way. They can't trace it back to me!"
With both luck and unease in his heart, he walked to the