When Meng Yi finished his conversation with the Creator and walked out of Ning Xingxiu's office, he saw the Goddess of Nature waiting outside the door, just like everyone else, with a solemn expression.
He was slightly taken aback, then realized where everyone's worries came from.
"It's nothing serious, don't worry."
He waved his hand and said softly, "In a sense, we are very lucky."
"Lucky?" Yu Xuan asked rhetorically.
"Hmm..." Meng Yi nodded slightly, without offering any further explanation.
In his view, the fact that the Creator was neither evil nor insane, but rather kind and benevolent, was already an unexpected situation.
He had assumed that, given the distorted manifestation of supernatural power, the creator, as the "source," would be somewhat "indescribable."
Moreover, this great being was willing to sacrifice himself for his insignificant creation.
Immediately afterwards, Meng Yi looked at Ning Xingxiu and said succinctly, "Call Li Wenhui, Li Hao, and that old bastard back. I want to see them."
Oh, and one more thing: subtly inform the general public that we still have four terrifying enemies.
I have renamed those four people...
"Stars," "Dark Abyss," "Wasteland," "Golden Radiance."
Ning Xingxiu frowned, and asked with doubt, "Won't this cause panic? And do we even have to publicize the naming method?"
"It's just a common name, and it doesn't connect ordinary people with them like a revered name does. As for panic..."
Meng Yi gently shook his head. "Panic is better than destruction."
He looked at Yu Xuan again and said in a deep voice:
"Urge Ange to quickly incorporate the divinity of [Pain] and [Chaos], even at the risk of mental imbalance if necessary."
Yu Xuan calmly agreed. He had some guesses about Meng Yi's series of arrangements and unconsciously became excited.
Of course, his expression didn't change, but the faint crackling of electricity around him betrayed his true thoughts.
His reserved and profound personality underwent a transformation during this period due to the influence of power.
Seeing that she wasn't involved in any of the arrangements, the Goddess of Nature asked:
"What about me, brother? What should I do?"
"you…"
Meng Yi chuckled: "Let us, the walking natural disasters, bring the terrifying nightmare of slaughter to the world and fulfill our duty... to make all things wither!"
He brought up the self-proclaimed title that the goddess of nature once used.
"ah?"
...
A few days later, in a rather quiet tavern in Yuan'an City.
Nowadays, with the continued prosperity of human society and the improvement of the relationship of mutual distrust between people, people's entertainment methods have gradually become richer and more diverse.
The "tavern," a product of a specific era, also faced decline and seemed unlikely to last much longer.
The dim lighting seemed to foreshadow the tavern's ultimate fate.
"Have you heard? The central area of the former inner city has been transformed into a magnificent commercial center..."
From the small groups of guests reminiscing about the old days, faint voices could be heard:
"That used to be the monitoring tower of Shacang, but now it's been completely demolished."
Then came the sound of a forceful pat on the shoulder:
“Brother, even Sha Cang, a second-tier Lawkeeper and former inner city lord, couldn’t protect his own things, let alone you?”
What followed was a series of banter, jokes, and playful insults.
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