It was a massive undertaking.
A single city held hundreds of thousands, even millions of people.
Carrying the bodies one by one, Zhang Ping could bury only a few thousand people a day at most.
So for a long time afterward, he kept digging graves, carrying bodies, and laying them to rest.
He had no idea how long he worked. One city gave way to the next, until he had buried every dead person on the planet and given them peace beneath the earth.
"All right. Time to find a way out!"
Zhang Ping drifted slowly around the planet. Once he was sure everyone had been buried, he left it behind.
He returned to the Giant Dragon's corpse. Looking at its enormous body, he couldn't help smiling with excitement.
He could pass through the Giant Dragon's corpse to examine it, but without Psychokinesis, he had struggled to tell how tough its body was. He couldn't understand what some of its organs did, either.
Now that he had Psychokinesis, he could finally do as he pleased!
He lifted one of the Giant Dragon's eyelids. Its golden pupil had long since lost its luster, yet the instant Zhang Ping saw the dragon's eye, he still felt a jolt of awe.
Then he sensed something and immediately closed his eyes.
Sure enough, one of the characters on the Tablet in his mind had become comprehensible.
"Strange."
"Why can I understand it now?"
Zhang Ping looked inward at the Extraterrestrial Stone Tablet in his mind. The character hadn't changed at all, which left him puzzled.
It was still the very same character.
Yet now it felt like an old acquaintance, as though they had known each other for ages and understood each other through and through.
"Po!"
Zhang Ping spoke the word softly.
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