Just as Zhang Yu and Tai Yuebai were conversing, the currents of thought across the entire land were undergoing an unprecedented and violent upheaval.
Whether in the material world, in the spirit realm, or in the dharma realm — the material people, who all appeared outwardly silent, were inwardly churning with towering waves.
Watching the bills that kept piling higher, watching the work that kept multiplying, watching the streaks of divine light crisscrossing the sky — the signs of the orthodox gods — more and more people felt bankruptcy, unemployment, and death drawing ever closer to them.
Within this gradually collapsing testing ground, material people kept realizing — the end was near, and the entire world was heading toward bankruptcy.
"Why? Why did it suddenly go bankrupt?"
"We clearly didn't spend much money! Why do we owe so much debt—"
"Where did all the money go?"
The joy brought by the double rest was in the blink of an eye extinguished by even greater pressure and heavier burdens.