Qin An frowned slightly at those words, confusion flickering across his face. "What other way do you have to help me turn the tide?"
By now, he had considered nearly every option. What mattered most was speeding things up: letting other worlds learn of his existence as soon as possible and persuading them to help his world resist the Heavenly Demons' plans.
What he needed now, more than anything else, was time.
Since Zheng Yuanzhe said he could give him plenty of it, Qin An naturally wanted to know how.
After a brief pause, Zheng Yuanzhe said slowly, "Though the Heavenly Demons destroyed our worlds, some people like us are still clinging to life."
"And when our worlds were destroyed, we learned the truth: there were other places in this world, and they faced the same agony of destruction we did."
"After countless years, we finally found a way. We tried innumerable methods before connecting some of the ruined, withered worlds. We can't exchange anything directly, but we left ways to contact one another."
"The way we communicate is complicated, so I won't go into the details, Lord Qin."
A gleam appeared in Qin An's eyes. "If that's the case, there may be room to work with."
The problem was simple. Visiting every world one by one would cost him an enormous amount of time.
Even if he spent only a day in each world, the total would still be too much.
For the Heavenly Demons, it was far easier. There were many of them, and they could send people to notify the worlds separately.
Once they had done so, if many ruined worlds chose to submit to them, Qin An and his allies would lose the advantage of moving first.
Losing that advantage would inflict irreversible damage on their