Growth was always a cause for joy.
Time seemed to stand on Lu Mouren's side. Every moment, he could feel himself undergoing leaps of evolution.
Most fundamentally, it was probably the birth of the "New Lives" he had created. Perhaps he could push the Eastern Kingdom's "New Human" project even further. At the same time...
"I seem to be able to tear off a huge chunk of this shattered world and merge it into my own Ark. Uh... a Plunderer of the multiverse, an Otherworld Invader of the old world... turns out that's me?"
One piece after another, bricks and stones formed a Floating Island.
Lu Mouren seemed to possess the possibility of molding another New World.
If possible, Lu PingAn hoped this peaceful life could continue for a long time.
"Who could refuse the chance to lie on top of a world and suck its blood—cough, cough—to develop and expand?"
But clearly, that was impossible.
Only because evil fiends from beyond the domain had torn apart this world's resistance and sliced the "cake" into little pieces could Big Ants like Lu PingAn seize the chance to carry a piece home, eating as they carried it.
Under normal circumstances, never mind whether you could dig it up or digest it after digging it up. The moment you made a move, "Heaven's Wrath" would descend.
Otherworld Invaders were a business with no capital required. As long as they succeeded, the returns were the highest. Yet why were they still a minority in the multiverse? Simply because if they dared to do it, they truly dared to die.
The true natural disasters of the multiverse—the Abyss, the insect swarms, and the like—could generally only devour worlds after shattering their defenses...
"The Heavenly World probably can't hold out for much longer."
As far