"Multiverse China has existed for only ten years..."
Hearing this earth-shattering news again, Zhen Yuanzi felt his scalp tingle.
Was ten years a long time?
One had to know that even humans in ordinary worlds could live nearly a hundred years. Ten years was not even enough for a child to reach adulthood!
Take the Honghuang World, for example. It also had humans, created by this world's Nüwa, and their lifespans reached thousands of years. A dozen or so years was nothing to humanity.
Yet in merely ten years, Multiverse China had developed to its current state?
It truly overturned the worldviews of Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun.
But precisely because of this, Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun suddenly felt that they had made the right choice. They seemed to have embarked upon a smooth and open road.
In just ten years, Multiverse China could mass-produce Saint-level experts. A force with such potential for development had far greater prospects than the Honghuang World.
Just look at it—the Honghuang World had remained the same after all these years. Over countless years, it had produced only six or seven Saints. Compared to Multiverse China, it truly amounted to nothing.
"This is the power of the collective, something an individual can never achieve."
Chen Mu waved his hand. Realizing they had already spent some time here and could not waste any more, he continued, "Time waits for no one. We need to refine the plan as soon as possible. Only by being prepared can we avert trouble."
The Dao Fruit Chen Mu had brought had already been absorbed by Hong Yun. If he wanted to use Dao Fruits to attract other Quasi-Saints to help him, mere promises would probably make that very difficult.
Therefore, before obtaining a new Dao Fruit, he decided to