Inside Wenren Sheng's doctor's office.
He naturally knew Zhang Meng was in the office.
An Ordinary Person—afraid of death, lazy, muddling through life, afraid to cause trouble, craving comfort, obedient to order, and unwilling to resist unless driven by hunger.
Could he transform into a Hero?
And what were true heroes like?
In fact, before being pushed to a certain point, most heroes had originally just been Ordinary People.
But when the broader environment was favorable, they could still stand out and become Ordinary People in better circumstances.
Then, once the environment forced them into a corner where they could no longer survive, they would transform into heroes.
Of course, without cheat abilities, most heroes would die early.
The heroes seen and remembered by later generations mostly relied on lucky cheats, or were selected afterward.
At last, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
Then Zhang Meng pushed the door open and entered.
He looked at the Deity in his heart.
He looked utterly ordinary.
That was what he thought, but then he felt as though countless spacetime realms had appeared behind the other man—an aggregation of countless vortices, countless civilizations, and countless mysteries.
With just one glance, he felt as though his entire being had been completely annihilated.
It was the kind of annihilation that made one forget what one even was.
He hurriedly lowered his head and shut his eyes. "Thank you, Doctor, for treating me. I came to thank you."
Wenren Sheng smiled. "It was nothing. I merely did what I should have done."
"Doing what should be done? Thank you for your guidance. I'll be going back now."
"Go on. Take good care of your child. Children are hope."
After hearing such a simple, perfunctory answer, Zhang Meng instead came to a realization.
He