Spirit Sacrifice picked up a fresh human cocoon as though wielding a sharp sword. After taking aim, he brought it down with the force of an association president, lightning-fast.
After extending the road to 450 meters, every human cocoon he inserted was no less exhausting than a major battle.
"Only the last fourteen meters remain. I never expected road construction to be this tiring. I finally understand ordinary laborers," Spirit Sacrifice said with a helpless smile.
By now, it was equivalent to him having fought thirty-six consecutive battles.
"You've worked hard. Let me take over for you!" Night Rain said as he molded eerie human cocoons.
"It'll get harder from here. I'll hold on for another four meters. You can handle the rest."
"Whew, these last ten meters might kill us. Let me take over now. Go rest for a bit. We'll tackle the final ten meters together. These human cocoons are nearly finished too."
Night Rain's voice was somewhat dry as he spoke.
"To be honest, I don't even know how many people I've killed in story worlds. I've even destroyed quite a few story worlds."
"But I was never softhearted, because although the people and things in story worlds were all very real—even if they might each be real worlds to begin with—"
"To me, they were outsiders. The same went for the people of Cangyue Star and the Bright Realm. Even if every last one of them died, I'd only treat it as idle conversation. I might even brew a cup of tea and enjoy myself."
"But these three million people of Deep Blue Star may all be criminals, yet I can't help feeling sad."
"If they were killed by someone else, I wouldn't feel even the slightest heartache. But when I'm the one killing them, I