Over the next three weeks, Gu Yuan paid especially close attention to similar incidents.
The number of people shouting about the end of the world was clearly on the rise, and the places where they appeared were no longer limited to areas near the school—they had spread to other regions of the planet.
Similar incidents had even occurred in starfields and on planets near the planet.
The frequency was increasing, and so was the number of people.
Yet there seemed to be no trace whatsoever of this so-called apocalypse.
Sitting in the security room and sipping tea, Gu Yuan shifted his view to Mu Tian.
The opening time of the ruins had changed somewhat, though not by much.
Somewhere in the starfield.
In the boundless void of the universe, this already prosperous place was even livelier today, with countless genius cultivators gathered there.
A massive warship was docked nearby. A young man in a blood-red robe stood high above, his indifferent gaze sweeping over everyone before him.
Yet the warship looked rather out of place amid all these immortal-cultivation aesthetics.
"Technology Civilization? It should be an affiliated force."
"You don't even know him? He's Lu Cheng, a genius of the main sect's current generation and a refining prodigy. He combined Technology Civilization techniques with artifact refining. They say he once wiped out an entire Great Thousand Technology Civilization world with just himself and one warship."
"So it's him."
Someone in the crowd recognized the young man on the warship and explained him to those nearby.
"And that one over there, riding a sword, dressed in black and wearing a mask—Lin Xi. Nine Tribulations Great Perfection. With one sword, he can cut down a Great Perfection cultivator of all laws."
"..."
Quite a few well-informed people were present, acting as commentators