This weed fled frantically, escaping unknown tens of thousands of miles, and only then did it disintegrate itself, turning into a tiny grass seed the size of a grain of rice, deeply buried in the earth, thus hibernating.
"Damn, was there just a lot of causes and consequences looking for me?"
"If I'm of an alien race... it seems to be okay."
Jiang Ding took a deep breath.
In terms of destiny, the Human Race Heavenly Dao is unprecedentedly powerful at this moment, and the entire Endless Universe Starry Sky is the territory of the human race.
However, internally, it seems too chaotic, internal consumption is very serious, the entire system has been maintained for an unknown number of years, possibly hundreds of millions of years, and countless internal contradictions have accumulated, about to erupt.
Don't talk about disregarding the human race's overall situation.
The strong of the human race may not treat their own kind much better.
