"Squeak, I didn't expect it to be like this."

Hearing this, Bai Yujun smiled.

"This is just the beginning, not the final goal of the calculator."

"Zhizhi? Just the beginning?"

It's hard for Monkey to imagine that tinkering with so many fissures in hell to release hell demons and create an endless ghost realm is just the beginning and not the final goal. How many plans are there?

Bai Yujun leaned back slightly, holding his hands behind his back, smiling weakly and bitterly.

"Creating a ghost realm is a means rather than the ultimate goal. No one likes hell, not to mention that the Three Realms have already decided how to change it, and the fire of hell will eventually return to the abyss."

"Zhi, I don't understand. I don't understand. How about we get Zhenbei to help?"

A certain monkey thought of the poor migrant workers in a distant place.

But I heard Moubai sigh.
Chapter completed!