Bizarreness Object

"By your reasoning, should we restrict the evolution of the strongest?" someone asked thoughtfully.

"No. At its core, this is a prisoner's dilemma. If we restrict ourselves while others do not, wouldn't we be the ones suffering? Even in the ideal scenario, where everyone reaches an agreement and restrains themselves together, as time gradually passes and the Origin Realm increasingly encroaches upon our spacetime, even stronger anomalies will still emerge. Self-restraint would be tantamount to self-castration. We would still end up utterly defeated." Another person shook his head.

Hearing this, everyone fell silent, each feeling a trace of frustration and helplessness. Neither path seemed viable.

It was like a woefully unprepared general who knew perfectly well that the outcome of going to war would not be good, yet was still forced onto the battlefield by pressure from the court and the clamor of the gentry behind him, only to march step by step toward death.

There were far too many such examples. Eastern Continent had such a long history that one could casually pick out hundreds of generals who had met such a fate.

"Hahaha, hahaha..." Suddenly, someone at the back began to laugh.

Everyone turned to look. It was an exceedingly handsome man laughing wildly, and even his posture as he laughed was exceedingly handsome.

Yes, it was Wenren Sheng.

"Why is Master Wen laughing?" someone asked in surprise.

"I laugh at your lack of strategy and wisdom. Is solving this matter truly so difficult? You are still afraid of those oddities, always believing them invincible. That is why you have turned what was clearly a simple matter into something incomparably complicated." Wenren Sheng shook his head.

"May I ask how Master intends to solve this balancing problem?" someone finally could not help asking.

"It is simple. As long