I Have Sighed Ten Thousand Times...

Though his initial guess had startled even himself, Adam decided it was probably not that serious after thinking it over carefully.

In his view, although the order of the Sea of Worlds and the concepts of the outside world were pulling against and opposing each other, the worlds influenced by those concepts were not necessarily locked in a completely irreconcilable struggle to the death.

Absolute chaos had no soil in which "existence" could exist, and absolute order was likewise a disaster for intelligence and civilization.

Perhaps these worlds—and existences like themselves—could endure precisely because the conflict and tug-of-war between these concepts had created a certain buffer zone.

For the worlds and existences of the Sea of Worlds, if order was the sun, then the other surrounding concepts were the moon.

Although energy and many other necessities for existence came from the sun, the moon's balancing influence was equally indispensable.

Having composed himself, Adam glanced at the wooden plaque in his hand.

Whether his transmigration had anything to do with Lord Lao or not, since he had obtained this wooden plaque, he would presumably have more dealings with Lord Lao in the future. He might as well keep it for now.

"Come to think of it, this thing might serve as proof of identity."

Adam suddenly remembered that he had originally planned to try visiting those Eastern civilization worlds where the concept of the "Dao" held tremendous influence. Now that he possessed an item connected to the Supreme Elder, perhaps his chances of getting through would be higher...?

Looking at the broken edge on the lower half of the wooden plaque, Adam still put a question mark on that thought.

Judging by that break, this wooden plaque definitely had not had a peaceful history. It might bring out other trouble when