This casual attitude made everyone even more uneasy. To them, something like the destruction of the world was an earth-shattering matter.
"You mean you want us to become this world's guardians?"
"More or less. But you don't need to treat it as your responsibility. It isn't a job—just volunteer community service."
"You said you're leaving. Where are you going?" Anita asked curiously.
"Other worlds."
Faced with Anita's question, Wu Heng answered without hesitation.
Hearing that, Anita gave Wu Heng a serious look.
Before this, she had actually harbored some unusual feelings toward Wu Heng.
He had saved her and helped her transform.
Especially after her parents had been murdered, when she had no one to rely on and had run through the pitch-black night for a long distance, utterly trapped in despair—it was Wu Heng who had rescued her.
To her, Wu Heng might have been someone who had given her a second life: her savior, and the light in her darkness.
Those tangled, strange emotions had left her unable to discern her own heart. Yet upon hearing this, she finally understood something. But she also knew that not every emotion would be reciprocated.
If Wu Heng were still the mysterious-powered street vendor he had once been, she might have entertained a few thoughts.
But the Wu Heng before her now was an existence beyond Satan and the others—supreme.
Wu Heng paid no attention to such feelings.
If he wanted to, he could make his entire body radiate a charm perfectly suited to human senses, making everyone who saw him fall in love with him at first sight. A joy, worship, and infatuation that came entirely from the depths of their hearts.
But that was completely meaningless to him.
Humans were sensory creatures in the vast majority of cases, and