As Chen Changsheng's blood boiled with excitement, others on Earth were also embroiled in arguments for the same reason.
The Eternals were not a monolith. Over the long years, these long-lived beings had developed thoughts of their own.
They had roughly split into two factions. One had integrated into humanity and developed deep feelings for this species they had watched grow step by step from weakness. The other stood firmly with the Celestials, believing their mission was to await the Celestials' arrival at any cost.
The Celestial's awakening seemed imminent. The food on the plate had already begun to give off an enticing aroma, drawing the flies they hated most. But the problem was that the Eternals, who had once been entrusted with guarding the food, seemed to have long forgotten their duty.
As for whether the Eternals, who had developed a far richer emotional system, were still as close-knit as they once had been, that was difficult to say.
After all, the death of Kro, one of the Eternals, seemed not to have disturbed their peaceful lives in the slightest.
Countless seemingly independent human individuals condensed from the Blacklight Virus were born from the darkness, and Earth's total population began to skyrocket. At the same time, as though it had been provoked by something, the stability of Earth's crust grew increasingly poor. Earthquakes, tsunamis, and volcanic eruptions became more and more frequent...
It was like a sleeping infant about to awaken. Every turn of its body, every twitch of its eyelids, had an enormous impact on everything around it.
The increasingly active crustal movements did not affect only humanity. Chen Changsheng, who controlled the Gaia Consciousness network, was suffering as well. The Celestial Embryo deep within the crust was accelerating its hatching, and the increasingly distinct Celestial will was