Wenren Sheng swept his gaze across the scene and wiped his hand through the air. The entire Battlefield World immediately rewound in time, returning to before it had been damaged.
He did not erase their memories, though. It was better to leave them intact.
Zhang Meng watched everything rapidly reverse before his eyes.
He returned to the moment when he had confronted his confidants.
At that moment, he understood. The Deity had acted again.
Sure enough, whenever the Deity grew impatient, he would intervene.
Zhang Meng had already gone numb to it.
Why had the Deity taken an interest in him?
He was clearly just an ordinary person.
But he would not need to worry about it much longer.
Because Wenren Sheng had finished his research.
The mental journey of an ordinary person rising from a nobody into a major figure.
Weakness, struggle, strength, the pursuit of emotional fulfillment, then disappointment, and finally numbness...
"You have acquired a small amount of Mystery Points from psychological knowledge. Mystery Points limit increased by 500."
"Current Mystery Points limit: 200,500."
Not bad. His efforts had not been wasted.
Wenren Sheng then gave the man a small reward: a choice.
"Return to the real world, or stay here?"
Zhang Meng chose to stay.
What was the point of returning to the real world?
To struggle desperately under mortgages and car loans? So he followed his heart.
Wenren Sheng nodded and stopped paying attention to Zhang Meng.
He decided to look at something new.
Even Little Illusion had grown tired of this, hadn't she?
"This time, let's visit a historical era."
"Okay." Little Illusion clapped her hands.
"Perfect for catching up on some history."
Little Illusion returned to the shadows and wriggled away.
Wenren Sheng looked into the endless void as streaks of light