Regardless of what happened to the supernatural races on Earth, life still had to go on.
The Nangong couple's small restaurant had begun to operate normally. After experiencing the chaos of the first two days, the couple seemed to have accumulated some experience. They gradually became more proficient in their work. The chaos and mistakes they made on the first day were gradually reduced. Even if they had fewer helpers, they could still cope. Now, the Nangong siblings went to the restaurant like they were going to work every day. The rest of the family, on the other hand, would go to the restaurant whenever they were free. Everyone had found a way to kill time in their spare time.
Vivian, on the other hand, used her own connections (mainly with Hessiana's help) to get in touch with some old friends. As more and more information came in, everyone could basically confirm that the 'innate hostility' between the otherworldlings was subsiding on a global scale. Ignoring race, distance, and living environment, it was like some kind of automatic program. After the otherworldlings had been hostile for tens of thousands of years, the 'thinking plugins' that caused all races to become natural enemies began to uninstall at the same time. Vivian confirmed the thoughts of most of the Ancients. Just as she had expected, the Ancients who had survived since the Mythological Era were very smart and cautious. They had begun to pay attention to the movements of the various hidden families in the world, in case an uncontrollable situation suddenly broke out. After Vivian, the most senior of the otherworldlings, came forward to organize the group, the Ancients agreed to keep in touch to deal with the upcoming changes in the situation.
Truth be told, the gradual disappearance of hostile instincts was even more nerve-wracking than the prophecy of return. That was because the prophecy was just an illusory sentence, and it did not fundamentally change the biggest weakness of the otherworldlings — division and internal strife. But now, it was a real phenomenon before everyone's eyes, and it was developing uncontrollably at a rapid pace. It was hard to avoid a sense of urgency.
Vivian was on the phone with Hessiana today. After Hessiana hung up, Hao Ren muttered, "It's funny. We used to think that it would be great if all the races on Earth could stop fighting and the world would be at peace. But now that it's happening, everyone is nervous as if a world war is about to break out."
"That's because there's no such thing as peace." Vivian did not know whether to laugh or cry as she sighed. "I wanted to end the war between the various races on Earth, but I never thought of doing it this way … When the changes reach an uncontrollable level, the balance will be broken. Since ancient times, similar situations have only brought about chaos."
Lily, who was looking up information on her laptop, heard the conversation between the two. She looked up and muttered, "Anyway, in this situation, if the otherworldlings really get together and want to restart the Mythological Era, it will really be a world war. The Third World War between planes, cannons, and the Sorcerer Legion. Sigh, just thinking about it is pretty cool, right?"
Vivian gave her a sideways glance. "Control your brain once in a while. This isn't a pleasant topic, okay?"
Lily bared her teeth. "What's wrong with my quick-thinking as a writer?"
"I've already reported the situation," Hao Ren said as he patted Lily's hair to calm her down. "Raven said she doesn't care about this … She let me handle it."
"I've already guessed this answer," Vivian said, not surprised at all. "After all, her responsibility is to maintain the balance of the entire universe … We'll figure out the regional problems ourselves."
Y 'zaks put down the newspaper, a thoughtful look on his face. "I've been thinking about a question: what is the nature of innate hostility?"
"There's innate hostility between the otherworldlings, and there's hunting instinct and natural enemy sensing between the demon hunters and the otherworldlings. These phenomena are fundamentally the same thing. Similar situations in nature on Earth are usually triggered by biological pheromones," Lily looked up and explained with a serious face. "But I think it's not that simple … Many supernatural races come from different planets in the Plane of Dreams. Not to mention pheromones, some of them don't even have the same five senses."
Hao Ren looked at Lily in surprise. "You seem to know quite a lot."
"Nonsense, I'm just too lazy to talk when I don't need to use my brain." Lily rolled her eyes. "Speaking of which, I'm the most educated one here. I've graduated from Peking University a few times!"
Hao Ren was so shocked that he almost knelt down on the spot. "Holy sh * t, several times? What were you doing? "
"The world was in chaos at that time. I just found a place to settle down," Lily pouted. "Don't look at me like this. I was very powerful back then."
Hao Ren looked at Lily skeptically. Instinctively, he felt that she was bragging, but he dared not jump to the conclusion. After all, no matter how unreliable she was, she had lived for a hundred years. She had made a name for herself in the chaotic era. With her ability, if she really wanted to, she might have been able to build up a large force in that era …
What's more, Lily used to be a werewolf, which was completely different from this husky who had opened the door to a new world.
Thinking of this, Hao Ren did not dare to continue thinking about it. He stiffly changed the topic. "Why do you think this innate hostility suddenly disappeared?"
"It may have something to do with our activities in the Plane of Dreams, but it could also be …" Y 'zaks frowned. "I don't know if I'm overthinking, but I suspect it's a countdown."
Everyone said in unison, "A countdown?"
"It was only after the otherworldlings came to Earth that they developed an innate hostility. Didn't we agree that 'someone' had done something to their bloodline?" Y 'zaks nodded. "If it's man-made, then this phenomenon may also be part of some' plan '. This could be a countdown that lasts for ten thousand years, or it could be that some conditions have been met recently and triggered some switch in the otherworldlings' blood. Either way, it doesn't look like a natural phenomenon. "
Vivian nodded slightly. "I'll inform a few old friends and ask them to monitor the big families. At the same time, they'll also investigate the suspicious movements of the otherworldlings and demon hunters to see if they've triggered any ancient ruins or the like. If not … then it can only be explained as a countdown. "
"Oh," Hao Ren said and looked up at his watch. It was half past two in the afternoon. He felt sleepy. "Yawn … You guys go ahead. I'll go back and catch up on sleep. I'll try to wake up before dinner …"
Vivian glanced at him. "Why are you sleeping at this hour?"
"I've been suffering from insomnia lately. I barely slept last night." Hao Ren waved his hand and walked into the house. "Now that I'm feeling sleepy, hurry up and get some sleep."
After Hao Ren entered the house, Lily muttered to herself, "Mr. Landlord seems to have been suffering from insomnia for the past two days."
"Maybe he's under a lot of pressure. After all, no matter what happens, he's the only one running in front." Vivian glanced at the door. "It's a pity that calming spells don't work on him. I'll go find some herbs later."
Hao Ren did not know that there was a medicated diet waiting for him at night. He was already lying on the bed trying to sleep. Maybe he was really under a lot of pressure, or maybe he was simply not in a good state recently. In short, he had been suffering from insomnia for three consecutive days.
Every night, he had a light, dreamless sleep. In the middle of his sleep, his brain seemed to be shrouded by a layer of hazy fog. His brain was full of fragmented information, and he could not extricate himself from it. But today, he felt sleepy enough, and he felt that his insomnia was finally over.
He lay on the bed and looked up at the MDT lying on the bedside table. "I'm going to sleep. Guard me."
"Guard my ass."
It seemed that the MDT was in good shape. This was the last thought that came to Hao Ren's mind before he fell asleep.
The next moment, he was awakened by a loud explosion and a burst of gunfire.
Hao Ren opened his eyes and found that it was not the familiar scene of his bedroom. It was a strange, old street riddled with holes. Collapsed buildings and bomb-damaged walls could be seen everywhere. The road was full of craters and wreckage. It looked like a war scene.
A burst of explosions and gunfire came from afar.
The scene in front of him was shocking, but Hao Ren was not stunned. More than a year of training had paid off. He immediately found a bunker and hid. At the same time, he began to distinguish whether the scene around him was reality or a dream.
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