"Being a God Above Gods is pretty boring."
Lu PingAn set down his fishing rod and sighed.
"You're just showing off."
"Too slow, meow! Catch more fish, meow!"
Behind him were familiar people and familiar urging.
Cat Cat, Hua Xueyi, Xue En, and the others were all there. Though most were projected entities, it was still a rare gathering.
At the very least, everyone was still alive and well, weren't they?
In truth, with such long years and near-eternal wars, how could no one ever stumble? Several of their Life Insurance policies had already restarted multiple times, and the payouts had risen to astronomical figures. They were all much more careful now.
But—
"At least they're all still here. That's good."
Lu PingAn was not forcing a happy ending. His powers simply held an overwhelming advantage when it came to preserving life. As long as there was enough time and room to nurture them, those meant to grow would naturally grow.
And it was not only the core personnel within the Courtyard who had been affected. Even the ordinary soldiers under his command included true "century-old veterans."
"How did I become a God Above Gods? I don't know. Maybe there were signs back in Evolution World. Maybe it was the result of defeating some unlucky world. Maybe it was from successfully hunting down a Son of Evil God."
The war with Eight-Clawed continued. Measured in years, it had been in full swing for nearly two decades.
Yet there was still no sign of it ending. More accurately, neither side had even reached the halfway point. Perhaps this would become another eternal war.
But throughout this process, humanity had truly risen to its feet.
They had taken more and more Octopus Worlds. Perhaps some people misunderstood, but judging by Earth's proportion