What?
Tomorrow?
Seeing the large words appear on the blackboard, most people were left bewildered and stunned.
Brother, those were the Five Great Ancestor Gods, not five thugs! The three Supreme Gods of the Human Alliance had not even seen their faces before one died and two were injured, and they were already planning to flee with the last human survivors.
And now you say that all it takes is one night of development—no, all it takes is waiting for the Five Great Ancestor Gods to descend—to deal with them?
"Tomorrow upon tomorrow, tomorrow still brings another tomorrow."
"Teacher, do you mean that with our current level of development, we still haven't reached the day when we can see that day arrive?" Fang Shuci thoughtfully offered an explanation, and those beside him could not help nodding.
So it was not that they had misunderstood. Dean Su, who had developed divine power, had meant something else.
Hope always came tomorrow.
A turning point always came tomorrow.
This man stood almost at the peak of human scientific research and had developed divine power, now allowing ordinary people to see and touch it at close range.
He had not given a specific date and crushed everyone's confidence. Instead, he had tossed the question back to them.
Only humanity itself could decide when tomorrow would arrive.
Think about it carefully.
What a clever answer. Only a top scientific professor could say something like that!
"Ha, you're very clever." Su Mo glanced at the somewhat nervous Zhang Chong beside him and smiled, without continuing the topic.
Nearby, nurses who had long been prepared began filing out one after another. They continuously took the preassigned reagents from the Storage Space and prepared to inject them.
It had developed through several generations and undergone several more changes.