Seeing the two fall silent, Bai Ye slowly said, "Historical Reflection chose to descend upon this period of history because it was the history Du Jingzhe fabricated—and the version that spread the widest. Simply put, a great many people believed in it.
The more people believed in history, the truer it became. When everyone believed it, even if the truth one day surfaced, it would be met with scorn.
By pulling so many people inside and continuously assimilating them, it was also deducing and refining things, eventually solidifying that history completely.
Since it fed on false history, the way to deal with it was simple: the truth of history!"
Whoosh!
Tang Guo, who had been pursing her lips the entire time, raised her hand, looking exactly like an elementary school student answering a question in class.
"Speak."
"But only a handful of the Federation's upper ranks know the truth of history. The history they promoted to the public was Pioneer and Destiny."
A faint smile curled Bai Ye's lips. "I know."
He raised his eyes and glanced at Du Jingzhe, who was organizing people nearby. "Let's go. To Watcher Base."
With that, he left along with the crowd.
Watcher Base.
Du Jingzhe stood outside the base with the Night Watchers who had learned Blood Qi Martial Arts. A vast, dark mass of people gathered there, as though they were preparing to attack.
Above the base walls, Lu Chen, dressed in a black combat uniform, faced Du Jingzhe from afar with an icy expression.
Bai Ye, blended into the crowd, watched this absurd farce as though he were an outsider.
History had changed completely.
Lu Chen had become the leader of the Watchers, and the Mutants were gone as well.
In the true history, the Night Watchers and the Watchers