If they went back now, abandoned their goal of saving ordinary living beings, and instead revived only their own loved ones, their universe would have far fewer problems.
With half the ordinary living beings gone, many powerful individuals must have risen to prominence in those five short years.
The diversity of life ensured that resources would not remain unclaimed for long.
Five years was already a long time.
Would those powerful individuals who had claimed so many rules or resources really be willing to give those resources back?
Once the vanished lives returned, would those who had claimed the rules and resources willingly surrender what was already theirs?
Most people, at least, knew they could not do it. It went against human nature!
But if they did not save that half of the population, what meaning would their sacrifices have?
Could those waiting for their loved ones to return really accept being given hope, only to fall into despair again?
Future Tony and Future Steve found themselves caught in a dilemma.
Future Tony tried putting himself in that position, only to discover, to his dismay, that he simply could not decide.
Reason told him that he should preserve stability and ensure that the beings currently alive could continue living normally.
But his emotions told him that countless trillions of innocent lives were waiting for him to save them.
When reason and emotion began to intertwine, they became like waves of demonic whispers, wavering endlessly between moral boundaries and the truth of reality.
"This... is a problem." Future Tony sighed.
Future Steve's eyes were red, and he clenched his teeth so hard that the veins stood out on his neck.
He suppressed the turmoil in his heart.
Then he said firmly to Future Tony, "How many people poured their hearts and