Mr. Long also nodded.

The birth of Gate Wall is not that long in my memory.

But.

Nearly 100 million years have passed since he weaved the space of civilization, and warriors stronger than himself were born. He walked up to him and thanked himself personally.

This is not false.

"Because we believe that forgetting is right, there are some things that are inherently wrong. Forgetting is a blur that we can't see clearly but think it has truth. Obviously, the 'truth' we see and think about is blur.

Tang Feng, my friend, did you notice another point?"

"Well, that tiger man."

"Yes, this is another important point. From my own perspective, this is what I see of the wall of doors. But, from the perspective of that tiger man, this is what he sees of the wall of doors... I am one of the creators.

In fact, he thought so at first and asked me if I was the creator of Gate Wall. I told the truth and he still retained the idea that 'you are one of the developers of Gate Wall.'"

"It's normal. You cultivated his civilized world."

"Now here comes the question." Mr. Long pointed at the countless 'doors' in front of him and said slowly: "Tang Feng, do you think, how many doors here are still in the original world and have not developed? How many people like me are there?

Man, how many sects have been cultivated by farming? Or even, are there some 'sects' here that are not original, but newly created by 'initiates' who are stronger than us?"

"..." Tang Feng couldn't answer.

because.

This is simply impossible to guess.

"Tang Feng, walk forward with me. There will be answers ahead. Maybe we can't find the final answer. But if we go forward, we will definitely know more than we do now."

"Um."
Chapter completed!