As the God of Redemption, Lu PingAn never hid the fact that his purity was lacking.
His salvation had always come with conditions. But in reality, the help he gave to those he redeemed was beyond anything pure charity could offer.
People—or rather, gods—could only do things within the scope of their own awareness.
"People can still rely only on themselves. The most reliable thing has always been self-rescue."
In this multiverse's struggle for survival, moving from one apocalypse to another had already become the norm.
Everyone, every world, was struggling. Their reserves were all quite limited. Any "charity" without an exchange of benefits was either brief propaganda or a performance staged for greater gains.
The most reliable form of outside intervention was always to provide a certain amount of technological, informational, and resource support, then let the people within the world save themselves.
"The final main force will still be their own people. Mercury 42 was saved by the Savior Army, including the Long-Hand Tribe and the Free Fishmen. The reason the Silent Mountain Range World was destroyed so completely and so quickly was that even its foundational chief gods ran away."
Lu PingAn still did not believe this world could be saved. Before a pack of evil dragons, a little rabbit that could not even flee was doomed to die no matter what.
But that did not mean struggling was meaningless. On the contrary, the world might ultimately perish, but the life upon it might still have a way out.
What fate awaited its inhabitants, this world's legacy, bloodlines, and races would still depend on their final efforts.
In that regard, the Silent Mountain Range World was the best example. Leaving aside those gods who had done the best for themselves, the gap between mortals was even greater.