Blue Star, future world.
"Hello!"
"Hello!"
When Wu Chu opened his door, he saw that the door of the neighboring apartment had opened as well. The woman took the initiative to greet him. She even seemed to have put on some makeup; after concealing some of the flaws on her face, she actually looked quite pretty.
However, to someone like Wu Chu, who had grown accustomed to peerless immortal beauty capable of captivating all living beings, the woman before him seemed utterly sullied.
"I recognize you!" The woman winked at him, putting on an adorably coy expression.
Wu Chu smiled, very much wanting to say: I recognize you too, terminally ill patient Yu Xiaoxiao.
It was a very ordinary, unremarkable name.
"I'm your fan. Could you give me an autograph and take a photo with me?" she asked. "My name is Yu Xiaoxiao. Could you add another sentence? 'Wishing Yu Xiaoxiao happiness every day for the rest of her life!'"
Wu Chu glanced at her and smiled as he fulfilled her small wish.
"I'll treat you to breakfast! Would that delay you?"
"Aren't you in a hurry?"
The two chatted as they walked toward the elevator.
Primordial Land.
As the Myriad Races Beings gradually grew numb beneath the torrential rain that had lasted more than a decade, the Primordial World's Sages also began establishing spiritual energy conversion stations in the Outer Chaos. These stations connected to the Primordial Land and transmitted the converted spiritual energy back into it.
Influenced by Wu Chu, these Heaven and Earth Sages had gradually changed without realizing it. They no longer disregarded the countless living beings of the world.
In the original Primordial World mythology, these Sages would never have cared about the lives of the Myriad Races Beings. Even the Human Sect,