Meng Chuan knew full well that all life on Earth was evolving. Humans and beasts fought for supremacy, and the struggle seemed fierce and feverish.
It looked as though Earth's rulers would be decided between the two races. The victors would claim its resources, then break free of Earth and venture into the stars.
But all of that was an illusion.
Life among the stars had never stopped coveting Earth. Its gaze remained fixed on this once-glorious planet.
Once the time was ripe, every struggle and power structure of the present would be shattered and vanish like passing clouds.
Earth, still in the early days of the Spiritual Energy Revival, would log straight into Lesser Netherworld OL—and land on the highest-level battlefield in the entire game.
So the work this eastern Ancient Kingdom was doing mattered greatly. And yet, in another sense, it mattered very little.
Without knowledge of—or if one ignored—the life among the stars, this would naturally be a good deed whose benefits reached from the present age into a thousand autumns.
So long as the Peace Treaty held, it would be enough to secure the Ancient Kingdom's place at the pinnacle of the future world.
But once life among the stars entered the equation, everything changed. Whether there would even be a future was uncertain.
Meng Chuan admired their willingness to do their utmost despite knowing the path ahead was bleak.
There were Evolution Game players abroad, too. Meng Chuan had not selected players solely from within the Ancient Kingdom.
The whole world was his talent pool. Living beings from every region had been chosen for the Evolution Game, traveling between worlds to carry out missions.
Yet nothing similar had happened abroad—at least, not yet. Chaos remained the prevailing theme.
Because he admired this effort, Meng Chuan