What exactly was going on?
And what exactly was this so-called plan?
Seeming to see the confusion in Qin Shaofeng's heart, the butler began to explain.
"Don't be confused. Since I have appeared, I will tell you everything."
"Before that, I want to ask one thing. Was my existence deliberate, or did it arise naturally?" Qin Shaofeng asked in a low voice.
The butler seemed to understand what Qin Shaofeng wanted to ask. He smiled lightly, shook his head slightly, and said, "Just as I said, this plan began a hundred billion epochs ago."
"And after such a long time, only you have reached this step. Countless geniuses have appeared, even monstrous prodigies thousands or tens of millions of times more outstanding than you, but they all failed."
There was a hint of emotion in the butler's tone.
"So, do you think all of this was planned out?"
That probably wasn't the case.
Qin Shaofeng understood.
Such a colossal plan—if someone had truly arranged it all beforehand, how could they have waited until now for someone like him to appear?
And from the butler's words, Qin Shaofeng also understood something.
It seemed that someone had created this unimaginably vast plan precisely to produce someone like him?
"Butler, according to what you're saying, this plan was meant to select—or rather, create—a special person, and I am that person now?"
Qin Shaofeng found it hard to believe, because the butler had also told him that over the countless years of this immense plan, monstrous prodigies with talents thousands or hundreds of times greater than his had appeared.
Qin Shaofeng felt deeply moved by this.
He did not claim that his talent was unmatched beneath heaven, but it was unquestionably formidable.
Taking himself as the measure, prodigies with talents tens of millions of