"Ding, Wandering Little Broken Sphere has joined the chat group."

Tushan's Second Master: "Welcome, newbie!"

Saintess of the Martial Soul Hall: "Welcome, newbie. If there's anything you don't understand, you can look at the group files. Simply think it in your mind to view files, speak, send pictures, and send videos."

Lecherous Immortal from Toad Mountain: "Newbie, do you want a copy of Intimate Paradise? It's my latest masterwork, three months of painstaking effort. Interested in learning more?"

Huashan Sect Master: "Welcome, newbie!"

The Descendant of the Great Yan Royal Family: "Elder Yue, I heard you've returned to Carefree Smile's World Wanderer? Have you finished preaching in the Yue Girl World?"

Demon Gate Yinhou: "Sect Leader Yue is a married man. He must have missed Lady Ning and had to come back to see her!"

Lecherous Immortal from Toad Mountain: "If I had a beautiful wife, I wouldn't dare go out for too long either!"

Upper God's Dog Son: "There's a kind of love called letting go, giving up forever for love..."

Upper God's Dog Son: "I can't give you the happiness you want, so I choose to step back. Because I love you, I let you choose a better future..."

Lecherous Immortal from Toad Mountain: "..."

Lecherous Immortal from Toad Mountain: "Don't talk nonsense. Tsunade and I are innocent. My Lord above, all I want now is to spread the glory of My Lord, so that everyone in the world can bask in My Lord's radiance!"

Huashan Sect Master: "By my Lord God's grace, we've learned an Alien Demon descended and possessed Ling Huchong, but now I've slain it. Thanks be to My Lord!"

Ye Tiandi: "Damn, Sect Leader Yue quietly killed an Alien Demon. So envious! [image]"

Demon Queen: "So envious!"

Upper God's Dog Son: "Holy shit, an Alien Demon possessed Ling Huchong. Is this the legendary Master System from back in the day?"

Lecherous Immortal from Toad Mountain: "The Master...."

Lecherous Immortal from Toad Mountain: "Why do I feel an inexplicable excitement? Drooling... [image]"

Dominator of the Underworld Association: "Is Elder Yue okay? His head isn't looking a bit... verdant, is it?"

Huashan Sect Master: "..."

Little Dragon Lady Who Hangs Silk and Sleeps: "You guys are going to scare the newbie like this. But the newbie's name is so unique!"

I Don't Want to Be Zhao Gao: "Could it be a sphere?"

Demon Gate Yinhou: "What kind of sphere?"

Demon King: "Could it be like me, who also popped out of a rock?"

Dominator of the Underworld Association: "Newbie Bao Zhao, state your origins!"

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「The world of The Wandering Earth.」

Astronaut Liu Peiqiang sat in the living room, his gaze shifting rapidly, his expression vivid. Shock, confusion, anxiety, uneasiness, anticipation—a whirlwind of emotions played across his face. The Myriad of Realms Chat Group had appeared inexplicably in his mind, utterly upending his worldview and shattering his perception of reality. Decades of accumulated knowledge crumbled at this moment. The Myriad of Realms. The Lord of Hongmeng. Immortal True Gods. Are these people real? Are the files in the group real? Do these people really come from different worlds? Are there truly great and unfathomable Divine Spirits in this world? Has the pressure been too much lately, causing hallucinations?

In recent years, scientists discovered that the sun was aging and expanding at an alarming rate. In a short period, the entire Solar System, including Earth, would be engulfed by the sun. To save themselves, humanity proposed a daring plan named "The Wandering Earth." The world would pool its resources to build tens of thousands of engines and thrusters on Earth's surface. This would move Earth out of the Solar System on a 2,500-year journey to a new home.

The general public was still unaware of the impending apocalypse, but as an astronaut, Liu Peiqiang was about to head into space as the navigator for The Wandering Earth project. He was acutely aware of all this. Whether the project succeeded or not, it would be a tremendous catastrophe for humanity. Once the plan was officially implemented, Earth's surface would become uninhabitable for humans, and Earth would be locked into eternal day and eternal night. The side facing the sun would become scorching hot. The side turned away from the sun would be freezing cold. The oceans would be encased in ice. The land would be scorched. Only those selected by the United Government could take refuge underground, while the billions left on the surface would await death. As cruel as it was, there was no other way. The underground couldn't accommodate so many people from Earth's surface, nor could it sustain them. Of course, if this could preserve the seed of humanity, so be it. But the biggest issue was that Earth would wander in space for 2,500 years. Over such a long time, who knew what it would encounter? Moreover, the amount of energy needed to use Earth as a spaceship was horrifying. Earth's resources simply couldn't sustain such consumption—not for 2,500 years, not even for 250. Besides, could Earth's own mass withstand such a massive impact? It could completely fall apart before even leaving the Solar System! In any case, the plan had countless issues. The possibility of success was close to zero. But there was no choice. If humanity didn't try, staying put would only lead to one outcome: complete extinction. Compared to a 100% certainty of total extinction, they could only choose that one slim hope and give it a shot. Perhaps a miracle might happen.

Is the Myriad of Realms Chat Group real? If it's real—the Lord of Hongmeng, so grand, creating countless worlds with a breath, and many members capable of Capturing Stars and Moon, shattering galaxies—wouldn't saving Earth be a piece of cake for them?

Liu Peiqiang's eyes were filled with endless hope. Compared to the slim, nearly nonexistent hope of The Wandering Earth plan, he preferred to believe the chat group was real.

Wandering Little Broken Sphere: "Greetings, seniors. My name is Liu Peiqiang, and I am in a world where the sun is about to be destroyed. I wonder if you seniors have any ideas?"

Dominator of the Underworld Association: "Yo, the newbie speaks up. It's just the sun being destroyed, right? Just fix it or get a new one, and you'll be fine!"

Tushan's Second Master: "I'm speechless!"

Wandering Little Broken Sphere: "@Dominator of the Underworld Association, senior, can you really fix or replace the sun?"

Liu Peiqiang's eyes lit up, and his heart leaped into his throat.

Dominator of the Underworld Association: "Destruction is simpler than Creation. With my strength, replacing the sun should be feasible!"

I Don't Want to Be Zhao Gao: "Leader Xiong, what a dominant presence!"

Dominator of the Underworld Association: "Among us in this group who are above the Tenth Level, which one of us couldn't achieve Capturing Stars and Moon?"

Wandering Little Broken Sphere: "Leader Xiong, I'm not sure what it would require, but could you possibly help us Earthlings replace our sun?"

Dominator of the Underworld Association: "In fact, you don't have to ask us to do such a thing. As long as your entire globe worships My Lord and holds a grand sacrifice, offering up bountiful Sacrifices, My Lord will naturally protect you."

Saintess of the Martial Soul Hall: "Newcomer, if you look closely at the group files, you'll naturally understand!"

Wandering Little Broken Sphere: "Okay, thank you, seniors."

He had only read a brief introduction just now. Desperate to know if the chat group truly existed, he hadn't had the chance to go through many of the files yet. This time, Liu Peiqiang went into great detail, carefully viewing all the files and videos, and even the chat history. He was profoundly shaken and amazed. It turned out that Leader Xiong, who had just spoken, was Xiong Ba, originally just a clan leader from a Martial World. His martial arts were decent, but that was it. However, after encountering the Lord of Hongmeng, Xiong Ba's strength skyrocketed, becoming an existence comparable to Immortal Gods. The other members of the chat group were more or less the same.

"The Meditation Method, huh?"

With anticipation and nervousness in his heart, Liu Peiqiang began chanting according to the "Meditation Method." If there really was divine grace, then all of this was real. Not an illusion.

As the last word was uttered, Liu Peiqiang's body trembled. He saw it. He glimpsed a Divine Spirit, indescribable, beyond portrayal, an ineffably great being. The Divine Spirit stood at the center of Chaos. Galaxies flowed through strands of Its hair. Universes were born around It. It was the origin of everything. It was the center of cosmic Chaos. It was the Father and God of all living beings.

"God! There is truly a God!"

Liu Peiqiang suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with shock and excitement. Overwhelmed with emotion, he slammed his fist onto the table, shattering the solid wood desk instantly.

"Such incredible power!"

Liu Peiqiang wasn't concerned with that. What he cared about more was that Earth had a chance! Earth no longer had to abandon billions of people to the slim chance of a desperate, aimless journey. With the Lord of Hongmeng being so magnificent, so terrifying, wouldn't saving the sun be as easy as turning over His hand?

"Spreading the faith, holding Sacrifices..."

Without hesitation, Liu Peiqiang immediately submitted an application—he had a new method concerning Earth's salvation.

As the navigator for the space station of The Wandering Earth project, Liu Peiqiang's application was quickly given high priority by the leaders of the United Government. He was brought into a conference room. Here, the leaders of the United Government were present.

As Liu Peiqiang arrived, all eyes turned to look at him. Even Liu Peiqiang felt immense pressure. Standing tall, he walked into the conference room with steady strides and saluted.

"Colonel Liu Peiqiang, you said you've found a better way than The Wandering Earth project—what is this method?" a leader asked with a smile.

In truth, they didn't quite believe it. The Wandering Earth project was a plan devised by the United Government, assembling the top intellects from various countries. They didn't believe Liu Peiqiang could have a better plan. They were willing to hear Liu Peiqiang's plan, holding onto a sliver of hope, against all odds. What if there really was a better plan? Even if it was only slightly better, or if it could improve The Wandering Earth project, they wouldn't give up on it. They all knew how cruel The Wandering Earth project was and how slim the chances of success were.

They were already well aware of these things. But they didn't dare to dwell on them, because they had no other choice. Staying put meant waiting for death. The Wandering Earth project offered at least a sliver of hope, a chance for humanity to leave behind a spark of life.

At this moment, they all looked at Liu Peiqiang with intense, hopeful gazes. Could he truly have a better plan?

Liu Peiqiang stood at the front, microphone in hand. Looking at the countless expectant and skeptical gazes around him, he said solemnly, "The Wandering Earth project is too dangerous. The success rate is too low. Even if it could ultimately succeed, how many people would survive?"

Liu Peiqiang's words made the atmosphere in the conference room heavy.

"The Wandering Earth project won't work!"

"To save the world!"

"We must rely on Divine Spirits!"

In an instant, the conference room fell silent. Everyone was stunned. Jaws dropped. They were utterly dumbfounded that Liu Peiqiang would make such a ludicrous statement. How absurd. They had come with such high hopes, and this was the result... This? Is this something a navigator should say?

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