His guess was correct.
He had indeed been able to influence the process of the apocalypse through his actions before its advent, although the outcome of this simulation remained the same, he had at least bought some extra time.
"How come the Grand Marshal of Soldiers and Horses bleeds so precisely?" Wang Ran was somewhat perplexed, feeling confused, "Does his drop of blood have to fall to Earth, and not anywhere else?"
Wang Ran pursed his lips.
He suspected that the Grand Marshal of Soldiers and Horses might not have bled just one drop; perhaps, there was a blood torrent that flooded the Sea of Worlds, hence the outcome in dozens of simulations where Earth was destroyed by a single drop of blood.
"This enemy is unexpectedly powerful!"
Wang Ran felt restless.