Duanmu Huai stood on the bridge, staring at the continually flowing Netway River in front of him, his fingers gently tapping on the chair. Typhonse, Mortarion, the appearance of the Chaos Intergalactic Warriors seemed like a prologue, fully unveiling the eternal war between chaos and order, Evil Gods and humans in this universe.
However, he always felt a bit uneasy inside. Of course, this nervousness was quite normal, as this time they were heading to a Casting World... Wait, was it really a Casting World? Why would it be a Casting World?
Suddenly, such a question emerged in Duanmu Huai's mind. With so many worlds, why would it be a Casting World that survived? If it had been a Garden World, he could understand more, but a Casting World... Those hive cities that produced machinery and equipment, could they really last for more than tens of thousands of years?
Duanmu Huai suddenly paused, then looked again at Hitomi.