"Did it work?"
"It worked."
"Seriously? That fast? The think tanks originally estimated it would take at least twenty years."
"He must be favored by heaven. For that Phoenix City multiverse, this is also an opportunity."
The same conversation took place in different worlds. As Lu PingAn's "answer" shocked the Martial God, the news was also swiftly relayed back to the homeworld.
In a certain decision-making department in Wanjing, news of the birth of a "new species in Phoenix City" had already become the day's top headline.
That was actually quite unusual.
After all, this department handled hundreds, even thousands, of major worlds every day. There was no telling how many reports came stamped with labels like "urgent," "world-ending incident," or "If you don't approve this today, humanity is f*cking finished!!"
The worst part was that those annotations might not even be exaggerations. The General Staff Department and its subordinate agencies worked overtime every day for humanity's survival.
It could be said that they had grown numb to decisions involving the destruction of other worlds. Only events involving Earth and humanity's continued existence could make them pay closer attention.
After all, when there were hundreds of world-ending crises every day, even the most vigilant person would gradually become numb.
Before many terrorist incidents and attacks in the old era, it was not as if there had been no intelligence or information. There had simply been too much of it to process in time. Fortunately, this world had high-ranking Scholars involved, with all manner of supernatural abilities aiding judgment and decision-making, allowing them to avoid mistakes in most decisions.
Yet even with precognition and fate-related abilities assisting their decisions, countless world-level incidents still ended in destruction. At such times, the issue became how many people, how much land, and even how