The reason Chu Guang gave had a rather abrupt shift in tone—jumping straight from sci-fi to fantasy.
Leaving everything else aside, the combat suit Chu Guang was wearing at that moment was brimming with a powerful sci-fi feel.
The armor was pure black. He had no helmet on at the moment, but Bai Luo had personally seen the helmet atop Chu Guang's head stretch, retract, and transform before completely shrinking into the section around his neck.
As for the armor itself, she could sense its sturdiness. After all, it had once touched upon the Divine Realm. Though it had lost its Source of power, traces of its former extraordinariness still remained.
That was why, upon first meeting him, Bai Luo had believed that Chu Guang came from another world. After all, something like this was not something their world could manufacture. What she did not believe was merely that Chu Guang's world possessed the power to destroy a world.
By her estimation, Chu Guang's world should have possessed extremely advanced technology in materials and energy, but in genetic engineering and life sciences, it should not have surpassed their world by much.
Chu Guang's Constitution was indeed somewhat better than that of ordinary people in their world before the information virus appeared, but only to a limited extent.
Under such circumstances, constantly talking about destroying worlds and the like sounded like a bluff.
She was half a sci-fi buff herself and knew some basic common sense. When it came to research, it was perfectly normal for a civilization's tech tree to branch off in a skewed direction, leaving gaps between different fields—but there was a limit to such technological disparities.
Because the essence of technology was the understanding and utilization of the world.
A technological civilization could not possibly have advanced