Zhang Ming took a deep breath. That was true. Even if he helped dig for free and earned nothing, completing the entire project would still take months, if not years.
Distant water could not put out a nearby fire!
Old Zhang, Old Zhang, use that clever head of yours and think.
Calm down and think carefully!
Was there any other way besides asking this old Qilin for help?
"[Hope] triggered a prophetic dream. Surely she didn't mean for me to save only Little White."
"She hoped I could change more things..."
"If I really can't think of a good solution, I can save Little White just ten seconds before the blood rain arrives... Although that would also arouse [Unfulfilled Wish]'s suspicions, I could explain it by saying I'm more sensitive to changes in space-time..."
At that moment, Jia Yushi appeared, welcomed their group, and invited them to attend the Ten Thousand Races Conference.
As soon as the meeting began, the atmosphere grew heated, just as it had in the vision.
"I just want to see what countermeasures you can come up with!"
"The Burial Realm is about to collapse! You've been discussing this for so many years, yet you're still dragging your feet. Don't blame us for turning on you without mercy!"
The Sheep-Headed Monster, Ghost Crow, and Stone Mama started arguing outright with the civilizations of the Demon God's Sea.
The entire process was identical to the scene in the vision.
Even the contents of their conversation barely changed.
A chill spread through Zhang Ming's heart. Immense pressure weighed on him like a mountain. Only an hour remained before the blood rain Demon God's arrival.
All he could do was change the Source of the World amount in the Piggy Bank to "995."
It meant: save me!
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