The editors were all scared senseless.
They had originally hidden cautiously behind the Fourth Wall, observing the changes in the Orrery of Worlds from a godlike perspective, peacefully acting as an unusual kind of Watchers while obeying the editor-in-chief's orders.
In the end, they were only ordinary mortals, not superpowered beings.
When a large group of Ancient Gods excitedly set out from God Realm and frantically searched for their whereabouts, they were truly terrified.
"What do we do? It's only a matter of time before we're exposed. Once they clearly realize that people like us exist, the Fourth Wall's concealment will be greatly weakened."
"Should we contact the editor-in-chief and call him back?"
"Are you sure? With the editor-in-chief's temper, even if he put down what he was doing and rushed back, the first thing he'd do would be to brutally deal with whoever disturbed him..."
The speaker immediately shrank back, instantly losing his nerve.
What a joke. Mandrak was not known for his good temper.
At that moment, an Ancient God had arrived outside the Editorial Department's doors.
"Found you! I never thought a group like you really existed in this world!"
This Ancient God was practically ecstatic. His eyes widened as he stared at the Fourth Wall in delight. This thing could actually block his thoughts—it was incredible.
His greedy gaze pierced through without restraint. On the other side of the wall, he sensed every last one of those weaklings.
They were actually a bunch of mortals! These ants had occupied such a wonderful place. This was practically wealth delivered straight to his door!
"Hmph, the New God became so powerful—maybe he discovered this damned Editorial Department. What a joke. If I'd been given his opportunity, I would only have done better than the New God!"
This hideous