For several days, all was calm.
At least, that was how it was in the Earth Universe. Once the Law Network of All Beings had been established, all manner of accidents abruptly decreased by far too much. Beyond that, the effectiveness of schemes and intrigues was greatly reduced as well.
Ordinary people could not, of course, sense with pinpoint accuracy the instant someone intended to plot against them, like Zhao Cheng had back then. The enemy had begun devising the scheme ten minutes earlier, and the person had left two minutes ago—the emphasis was on efficiency.
But even vague premonitions were enough to change far too many things.
At first, there were still some stubborn fools who refused to believe their instincts. But once they became victims themselves, they all believed.
And crises were not necessarily fatal.
Thus, discussion after discussion erupted online over this matter, showing no sign of dying down with the passage of time.
There were even a few lucky people who woke from sleep to discover that they had somehow been reborn. Naturally, such things could not be openly spoken of.
But in truth, so-called rebirth was merely a preview of the future—a bug, much like an echo, produced through the operation of the Law Network of All Beings.
If the Law Network of All Beings was a river, its ripples would flow ever onward without end. Yet occasionally, amid the churning waters, a few whirlpools would form. Some lucky individuals happened to encounter them, and after a dream of golden millet, believed they had returned from the future to the past.
As the Law Network of All Beings became increasingly stable, such occurrences would grow rarer and rarer. Only during its initial stage would there be somewhat more of them.
But those futures were not