The Little White Balls and the demon balls were worked into a frenzy. Standing on different sides, they either mocked sarcastically or flew into a rage, casually spouting elegant and agreeable forbidden words.
"I'm dying! Did the Control Group suddenly go berserk?"
"They really are idiots! How did my Duo Civilization end up with such &&&*&!"
"Control Group that serves the nation for three lifetimes! We praise you!"
"Are they trying to collectively acquire Earth citizenship?"
"I don't think they'd make such a low-level mistake. Be careful—there might be some conspiracy..."
"Indeed. We've been watching the Subconscious Film for over a thousand years. How many times have things gone smoothly all the way to the finale, only for us to be counterattacked and overturned?"
"..."
"Come on, Brother Mu Zi! The gravedigger will always believe in your abilities!"
Among the Earth viewers, the rational faction had brought out extremely convincing arguments this time.
They couldn't understand the Control Group's bizarre maneuver, and they no longer dared to casually belittle it.
What if they really could use the changes brought about by these "ten years in the blink of an eye" to turn the tables?
You said you needed time, so we used Time Flow and gave you ten years.
By now, you should have built up enough courage to face Zhang Guangmu directly.
Nikola Hawking narrowed his eyes slightly and quickly analyzed these two thoughts.
His expression turned ugly. "You mean that my ten years of struggle and tempering weren't real?"
"But to me, the memories of every day were crystal clear and incomparably real. There wasn't the slightest trace of falsehood."
"I truly did discover that time was behaving strangely before."
"At the time, I simply thought that my comprehension of the power of time had reached a