When Zhao Cheng returned to the Earth Universe, not much time had passed. Though some regions were still deep in the night, nearly everyone was awake.
The sudden emergence of superpowers had set many people's imaginations soaring, while filling others with unease.
Online and in reality, discussions raged everywhere.
Under such circumstances, the entire world seemed somewhat chaotic.
But that was all. Though things were a little disorderly, no major unrest broke out. Even those who liked to stir up trouble at the slightest excuse were relatively quiet now.
Overall, the world could still barely be called peaceful and tranquil—at least on the surface.
As for beneath the surface, powerful civilizations from parallel spacetime were constantly thinking of wiping the slate clean, of blowing up the entire Earth and even the Ancient Cosmos. On the other side, ancient great powers were each planning their return.
The return of great powers, restoring the reality they had once extracted, appeared to be a good thing. But the Earth Universe's current node was so special that it was practically the center of spacetime. The great transformation of heaven and earth in the future would be good for the world—but for humanity...
Just Mu Hongyu's casual blood sacrifices of world after world revealed how great powers viewed ants.
Perhaps some great powers cherished life, but far more of them would surely regard all living beings as sacrificial dogs.
In fact, never mind those great powers—even Zhao Cheng himself only truly cared about humanity on Earth, because this was where he had grown up.
As for everything else, he would not develop malicious thoughts for no reason, but neither would he harbor much kindness. If it truly became necessary to recast heaven and earth and open up the universe anew, he would not feel any