"Were all those books written by Zeus?"
"Why was Zeus here?"
Even after Li Luo left that room, her heart was still full of doubts.
She truly could not understand why Zeus had anything to do with this place.
"Had he come to this world?"
"What role had he played here?"
As Li Luo pondered, she suddenly recalled the footage she had seen in the Screening Room and abruptly straightened up.
"A savior?"
In an instant, Li Luo's thoughts tangled together. That blurry figure whose shape she could not make out began to overlap with the name in those popular science articles.
From another world, full of impractical and fantastical ideas, with that tendency to meddle in other people's affairs—no matter how she looked at it, they were the same person.
"If someone did not like meddling, they would not write popular science articles."
Most knowledgeable people liked to keep their heads down and focus on their own work. Writing popular science articles to pass knowledge on to people far less skilled than themselves was exhausting and time-consuming. People willing to do that were generally warmhearted.
Only someone that warmhearted would specifically travel to another world to become a "savior."
After sorting through Zeus's train of thought, Li Luo became even more convinced that the two were one and the same.
No matter what Zeus's intentions had been, his plan to save this world must have failed. Otherwise, it would not have fallen into the Abyss Sixth Layer.
This world was already "dead," and Zeus had failed to fulfill his duty as a savior.
"Had Zeus died too? Or had he left again?"
Li Luo was inclined to believe that Zeus had already left. Since he had found a way to come to this world, he would have had a