Naimus seemed to gain some insight, then chatted with Fate on and off.
Throughout the process, Naimus did not ask about anything in a pointed manner again.
Was Fate trustworthy? It was.
But did he need to trust Fate? On that point, Naimus chose to remain doubtful.
Fate was the embodiment of order, the beginning and extension of order.
Under such circumstances, the arrival of the True Spirit had granted Fate a certain sense of self.
Fate still appeared impartial and selfless, yet at their level, public interest was private interest.
For instance, before Naimus, the Sun God had already possessed the possibility of saving the world.
If Fate had taken the lead in surrendering, it might have seemed spineless, but it would truly have worked.
Whether the Sun God's plan was radical or not was not something a world on the verge of destruction had the right to debate.
And before Naimus, there had been another seven True Spirit bearers besides the Sun God.
None of those seven True Spirit bearers had managed to develop, and Naimus did not think he was guaranteed to succeed either.
Even now, although Naimus had created mythological worldviews such as the Myriad Phenomena Calculation Equation, Evolution of All Ages, and the Everchanging Spiral, which could be used to save the world,
Naimus himself knew that the chances of those things saving the world were only theoretically possible.
In actual practice, there were far too many problems and details.
Thus, much of the time, they were merely empty ideas.
It was like this saying: many hands make light work; if everyone united and worked together, they would surely create miracles.
Was that true? Were there similar examples? Was it truly feasible?
There seemed to be definite answers to all of those questions.
But once