Life offered many chances to choose, but some choices perhaps determined one's fate. Lu PingAn did not know why, after choosing and choosing, he seemed to have become "the world's hope."
But it seemed he no longer had any possibility of backing down. Still, he could ask his seniors.
"Actually, you're already quite lucky. During the growth of many high-level powers, they encounter the world's hostility and opposition. The fact that you can still receive the world's support means you're a Lucky One with smooth sailing ahead."
Shuichi's incarnation, seemingly an elderly woman, rubbed the rim of her teacup as rising steam obscured her expression.
It took Lu PingAn quite some time to ponder those seemingly unrelated words before he finally understood.
The reason was actually quite simple. In a normal world, a God Above Gods was an extremely dangerous destabilizing factor. If you were stronger than the world itself, you would naturally become its hidden threat.
You might simply vanish for no apparent reason during your growth, as though Heaven envied your talent. At several crucial hurdles, Heavenly Tribulations, lightning strikes, and the like would descend. If you could not withstand them, you were finished. Even if you truly ascended in the end, who knew whether the place you ascended to even had air?
"Only when the world faces a crisis can our growth go so smoothly. Turbulent times produce Heroes—or rather, only turbulent times need Heroes."
The world probably could not do much to those above Tier 10, to Tier 11 beings, but it could absolutely kill them before they matured.
"Didn't our world previously kick every Tier 10 being into outer space? The fact that it lets you develop properly on the surface—isn't that enough to prove this world's love for you?"
Only after Shuichi brought it