"What enormous words!"
That was the first thought that arose in everyone who heard the green-robed man's words: "If the apocalypse could be postponed, could it still be called an apocalypse?! Even the immortals of legend, who could overturn seas and rivers, move mountains and seize peaks, capture stars and blot out the sun, could not accomplish such a thing! Did he think himself the Lord of Creation, the Lord of World Slayer?"
Absurdity, fury, anger mixed with amusement, faint expectations, and confusion over how the green-robed man's image could appear everywhere all intertwined, as though the entire world had been steeped in a strange atmosphere.
First came an unnatural silence, followed by whispers buzzing like swarms of mosquitoes and flies.
When Bai Li Che saw that the young man could truly hear his words, hope sprang up amid his shock.
But just as he was about to ask for more details, he heard the young man continue calmly:
"If you wish to be saved, then within seven days, bring food and make for the nearby mountains. After that, the sky will split open, and torrential rain lasting forty-nine days and nights will descend upon the earth. Floodwaters will ravage every stretch of land, and mountains will become islands. At that time, I will send Other Shore's Boat drifting along with the waters to save all living beings."
He actually had a way? Was it real or fake?
In the current apocalyptic state, reaching the mountains within seven days seemed rather difficult. Besides, who could say whether the mountains would collapse in the earthquakes?!
Countless doubts arose in everyone's hearts.
People turning into living corpses, living corpses killing people, violent earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, the Frozen Continent, seawater drowning the world, the alignment of nine stars, and other apocalyptic scenes appeared