Teacher's Discourse was widespread in this world. When Lu PingAn saw that even this Fisher Village Young Man had pulled out a handwritten abridged copy, he was not particularly surprised.
But he did not think it would change much in the short term.
"The supernatural world is even more despairing than the Dark Ages of the Eastern Kingdom. The weak are destined to remain weak."
What could those who had "Awakened" change? Even if they longed for change, they would probably find it difficult to accomplish anything.
This had nothing to do with personal awareness or knowledge. It was simply a fundamental difference in "power."
One Lu PingAn could wipe out a squad of over a hundred professional soldiers, while a single professional soldier could massacre a city alone. When the gap in individual strength reached such a degree, so-called "mortal awareness" might only mean dying with greater clarity—and greater misery.
Yet it had indeed changed many things.
More and more warriors and powerful individuals were appearing among the younger generation of the Long-Hand Tribe and the Free Fishmen. They drew spiritual nourishment from books and chose their own positions.
"But it's too slow..."
Lu PingAn sighed helplessly. Even though the world had accelerated everything, allowing fish fry to swiftly become big fish, and their rate of maturation had already overturned the constraints of time, it was still far too slow.
Ten years? Thirty years? A century? Who knew what would happen a hundred years from now, or whether this world would even still exist.
The power of "Professionals"—of superhumans—meant that mortals' resistance could easily become a sandcastle before an incoming wave. It might look like a towering civilization, but one merciless push from the waves would wipe it away.
How could all this be changed? In truth, everyone, including