The terrifying scenes of the three-way war linger in the mind like a nightmare, impossible to shake off. The space channel cannot be closed from within the Blood Heart Civilization Space; it can only be shut down from the source.
Therefore, trying to tackle the issue from the Civilization Space is obviously unfeasible.
Although the space structure can be reinforced, this transmission channel is quite strange, seemingly harboring strands of Rule-level Power of Space within.
This is fundamentally a problem that can’t be solved just by fortifying the space channel.
As for completely closing and purifying the Blood Heart Space, this would indeed eliminate the current infestation problem but would cost a mature "Chronicle Chapter."
It’s equally costly, symbolizing that a reliable source of Rule-derived Energy will be cut off.
Yet to do nothing is absolutely impossible.
If these vermin are allowed to feast, the energy loss and historical pollution will only worsen.
Ultimately, it will also lead to the rapid depreciation of the space’s value.
Weighing the pros and cons, calculating risks... countless solutions are instantaneously explored and discarded.
Ultimately, a relatively conservative but safe strategy prevailed.
If the source cannot be easily eradicated, then guard the gate fiercely, killing as many as come through.
As long as enough are killed, presumably these vermin will be forced to retreat.
Like regularly trimming wildly growing weeds, it may be troublesome, but at least the "Historical Chapter" itself can be preserved.
It can also avoid direct confrontation with the unfathomable source forces.
Meanwhile, it believes that monitoring of other Civilization Spaces must be strengthened.
Once similar traces of "vermin" are detected, they must be extinguished as swiftly as possible, giving no chance for them to take root and spread.
This could possibly become a long-lasting tug-of-war.
It will consume a considerable amount of energy, yet it is currently the most prudent choice.
Before ascertaining the precise origins of these "vermin" and their relationship with those three terrifying forces, the Mingshi Clan needs to lie low and remain cautious.
In Monster World, strong clans abound, and in the process of climbing to the peak, "survival" always surpasses everything else.
Survive, only then there’s a future.
Its Divine Thought swept through the now quiet Blood Heart Space once more.
Consciousness engraved like an invisible law order into the fundamental logic of the space, imprinting a Perception mark for deep monitoring.
Then, the main consciousness of the Chronologist slowly withdrew from this region.
Returning to the vast Sea of Civilization above, continuing its observation and vigilance.
Except, beneath the tranquility, there’s an added measure of wariness.
The horrific scenes of the three-way chaos remain imprinted deep within his consciousness, impossible to shake off.
The violent collision tearing through dimensions casts a shadow over his heart.
On such vast battlefields, ordinary levels of strength have already lost significance; once committed to the fight, one is instantaneously reduced to dust and nourishment.
It brings an unprecedented sense of urgency... and perhaps, insignificance.
This is Monster World.
The path of ascent isn’t rugged but fundamentally has no end in sight.
Assuming one has conquered a mountain peak, only to look up and find oneself merely standing on a large stone.
Ahead, there are still grander mountains, and more terrifying figures rolling and battling in the clouds.
The aftermath of each of their clashes is sufficient to reduce everything carefully built to dust.
Today’s Predator roars and howls, ruling a continent, smugly believing it has touched the peak of Strength.
Perhaps by tomorrow, it may silently become discarded remnants after being drained of all nutrients by another tribe.
The boundary between strong and weak depends on whom you compare it to.
In the Sea of Civilization, every civilization power sees their apocalypse as an unbreachable disaster.
But in their Mingshi Clan’s eyes, a so-called disaster is merely a casually generated plot.
And the disaster in the eyes of the Mingshi Clan might also be the casually generated destruction prelude by some superpower.
This comparison spans a vast expanse.
In the eyes of ants, hyenas are apocalyptic natural disasters.
Within a pack of hyenas, a lion is the undisputed king.
And the territory guarded by the lion might just be a forest accidentally crushed by a sleeping dragon, which hasn’t even noticed the subtle unrest beneath its feet.
Beyond this, there are even more terrifying existences.
The rules a race relies on, the strength forged from exhausting its heritage, and even the splendid epics it writes may hold no significance in the eyes of higher dimensions.
They all share a common trait.
They don’t analyze the culture or history of "food"; they only care whether the meal is delicious.
At this moment, the Chronologist suddenly felt a sense of empathy for the groups within the Civilization Spaces.
Putting themselves in their shoes, the positioning of the Mingshi Clan in Monster World is much like that of these weak tribes within Civilization Spaces being penned.
Perhaps higher-dimensional beings are also watching the behavior patterns of the Mingshi Clan in a way it cannot comprehend.
Savoring the Rule Energy they produce.
They take the twisted growth of penned tribes as historical embellishments, and perhaps higher-dimensional beings also view the growth, effort, and struggle of the Mingshi Clan as interesting observation samples.
The more one thinks about this issue, the more adrift it feels.
Monster World is too cruel, allowing no trace of naivety or opportunism to exist.
And being weak is an original sin.
Every breath, every growth, feel like dancing on the edge of a blade, with a boundless abyss beneath the feet.
The way a tribe perishes is even more unpredictable.
Destruction beyond comprehension may arrive at any moment.
The way tribes in Civilization Spaces meet their doom might be just a thought of their Mingshi Clan.
So does such unimaginable powers exist in Monster World, capable of easily creating an apocalypse-level natural disaster for the Mingshi Clan?
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