Meng Chuan had been looking forward to this moment.
What Han Xiao was doing would transform the entire Dark Side Universe from an informational state into a real one.
Back then, the Three Great Civilizations had transformed themselves from a real state into an informational one. Now the process was being reversed.
Meng Chuan was interested in how the transformation worked. Given enough time, he could have figured it out himself.
But here was a ready-made example.
So while Meng Chuan studied and extrapolated the changes in the civilizations of the two universes, he had also been waiting for Han Xiao to act.
Han Xiao needed Meng Chuan to keep watch as well. If that one-in-ten-thousand accident occurred, Meng Chuan could still salvage the situation.
Han Xiao had changed too much. If some butterfly flapped its wings at the wrong moment and left him caught in a gale, he would be in serious trouble.
Of course, Han Xiao himself was absolutely confident about this.
Meng Chuan was simply one last safeguard.
From Meng Chuan's perspective, Han Xiao became a stream of information. Accompanied by dazzling light, it shot skyward, rising and rising...
Boom!
With a tremendous crash no one but Meng Chuan could hear, the stream of information burst out of the Dark Side Universe and rose beyond it.
It pressed onward in another direction, never stopping.
At the end of that path lay another magnificent universe, so vast its edges could not be seen.
The stream of information sped toward it.
The distance was not great. Soon, the stream reached that universe and plunged in without hesitation.
Boom!
Another tremendous crash sounded, unheard by anyone else.
The stream of information fastened itself firmly to the Real Universe, piercing space and crossing time.
A faint connection formed with a particular