According to Nolan, in the most recent reincarnations, the world had invariably headed toward its end.
"Wasn't it like this before?" Hao Ren caught the deeper meaning in Nolan's words and immediately pressed her with another question.
"Before? At the very beginning?" Nolan thought for a moment. "It wasn't like this at first. The earliest 'scripts' I remember were all very peaceful. Although the world's resets were bizarre, the worlds after each reset were quite safe. There weren't many wars back then. The world was peaceful, and usually quite prosperous too. Thinking about it now, aside from being a little boring, life back then was peaceful and comfortable—so comfortable it could practically make you drowsy. Sometimes I lived with my family in a big house in the mountains. Sometimes I was an ordinary citizen living a safe and prosperous life. I even remember being the daughter of a president and the princess of a small maritime nation... Those were eras completely without war."
Hao Ren listened in astonishment. He had assumed that every reincarnation of this world was a doomsday filled with raging fires and explosions, never expecting that the deepest part of Nolan's memories would be a pastoral era. After a pause, he asked, "When did wars first appear in the world?"
"I can't remember clearly," Nolan said softly. "You know, it's very difficult to remember exact dates during reincarnations. I can only estimate that it happened around the middle of my memories... Three or four thousand years ago, or perhaps even earlier, every reincarnation of the world began growing dangerous. At first, scattered wars appeared in the 'scripts.' Then natural and man-made disasters began occurring as the reset approached. Later, it developed into large-scale wars and even wars of extermination. In the most recent several dozen reincarnations, the