"Well..."
Ever since the evening when they had discussed "what Bamboo Dragonfly could do that would feel dreamlike," He Yueyin's attitude toward Ronan had undergone a subtle change. She had become more direct in her speech, holding nothing back.
As she did now, continuing, "I wasn't personally involved during that period. And precisely because of that, looking at it from a relatively objective perspective, I felt that many people had their mouths, noses, ears, and eyes clogged by the strange, chaotic new information rushing at them. They were utterly at a loss. In effect, they were being pushed forward by you, Mister Luo... I'm not judging whether that was good or bad. It just seems far too exhausting for you."
"I understand." Ronan roughly understood what He Yueyin meant, so he merely smiled. "I simply didn't realize before that everyone moves at a different pace."
He Yueyin looked slightly taken aback. Ronan raised a hand. "As for now, I need to think it through some more."
That was an excuse to head off He Yueyin's follow-up questions.
Ronan did understand now. Yes, he had probably understood when he put local time-space into "wargame mode."
The material he had read in "Test Spacetime" had clarified the structural relationship between deities and genetic species. What determined that "structural relationship" was the insurmountable disparity in strength and the information barriers between deities and populations of genetic species.
Then the "Sin Dream Seeds" planted by the "Dream God Abomination," which had never truly shown itself, had taught him another solid lesson.
Humans... or, more precisely, genetic species with advanced intelligence, had an internal driving force.
In the eyes of "deities," that driving force was not particularly strong, but it was crucial. It arose from the combined effects of a civilization's pace of development and