"..."
Ian hesitated to speak, but after some thought, he realized that even with just the Imperial Capital, he could conceive of seven or eight methods to end the world, and he immediately felt relieved: "Thank you, because of you, Terra can survive."
[It doesn't really have much to do with us]
The elder brother of the Huai Guang Twins shook his head: [It's actually quite normal. Even in the peaceful civilizations of the previous era, the lab my sister and I were in alone had seven or eight types of super viruses that could likely wipe out seventy percent of all species. If the photosymbiotic fungus were weaponized, it could even dry up the oceans, not to mention those Voidrealm Machine Gods who merely need to stop working, and the current Terra People would likely be ravaged and destroyed by demons.]
