The Dream Plane's affairs had progressed to this point. We had found quite a few clues, but the more clues we uncovered, the more bewildering the whole situation became. One question after another arose. Although there were countless theories that could answer them, Hao Ren had no idea which one was the most reliable.
"According to the messages in the cavern, when the 'Firstborn' awakened, a group of aliens should have come to help. But until I blasted it down, I didn't see a single alien. What happened to them?"
Nangong May frowned. "Perhaps the aliens changed their minds ten thousand years later. Or maybe they forgot about the agreement. After all, ten thousand years is a very long time. It's hard to say which race could keep its word for that long."
Hao Ren shook his head. "I think that since the ancient Magic Emperors dared to sign that agreement with the aliens, and the Radiant Pope three thousand years ago dared to solemnly declare that the aliens would come, they must have considered this possibility. Nobody's a fool. If they weren't sure of the aliens' sincerity, would they have entrusted the future of their entire planet to a group of outsiders? I'm inclined to believe that something happened to those aliens."
"There's another possibility." Vivian happened to pass by at that moment. After hearing Hao Ren and Nangong May's discussion, she chimed in, "We brought forward the Firstborn's awakening... Though it wouldn't be accurate to say it was us. It should be blamed on those little green people. Their spaceship crashed through the bottom of the Sacred Lake and created the Great Vortex, indirectly causing the Sacred Coffin to be destroyed ahead of time. Maybe that's the reason."
"But the stone people in the Dragon Ridge Mountains had