I'd seen unreliable people before, but never anyone this unreliable.
What the hell was the point of this? They'd have to do nothing but cultivate these worlds day in and day out. How much time would that take?
And it wasn't as simple as creating worlds. They'd also have to ensure every world developed in an orderly fashion, gained intelligence and life, and kept growing stronger step by step.
Just thinking about it gave Chen Changan a headache. This method of cultivation was a disaster for someone like him, who preferred to leave everything to others.
"Uncle, that's not funny."
"How can you surrender?"
"Besides, the price we'd pay for surrendering would be far too great."
"It's not as if we can just admit defeat and submit, then everything will be fine."
"When the time comes, every one of us will be wiped out."
"We've fought hard to make it this far, paying a price and overcoming hardships that others couldn't even imagine."
"You've had it rough, but we've had it even rougher, because we've always been fighting on the front lines."
"I beg you, Uncle, please put the greater good first."
"Your nephew is here to—"
"All right, all right. No need for that!"
Chen Changan waved a hand, cutting Chen Ao off. Trying to make a mountain out of a molehill? That wouldn't work on Chen Changan.
"I've lost count of how many times I've pulled that stunt."
"If you're going to try to fool someone, at least look at who you're trying to fool."
"I was just saying that. Did you really think I'd surrender?"
"All of us here are threats. We have no choice but to fight to the bitter end."
"If we show weakness, they'll slaughter us without mercy."
"I understand something that simple."
Hearing