The moment Lu Ping'an returned to the mundane world, he had already prepared himself for the worst.
But when he truly laid eyes on that blood-flesh giant egg, he still felt a bit overwhelmed...
"How does it feel a bit familiar..." he touched his chin, somewhat puzzled.
It was indeed familiar, but for the moment, Lu Ping'an couldn't recall it.
"...If my plan succeeds, forging a New God with the flesh, blood, and souls of a city, it would probably look like this..." Big Cat's calm voice echoed in his ear.
Hearing this, Lu Ping'an fell silent.
Well, no wonder it felt so familiar. Wasn't it just like what had happened before, using a city's flesh, blood, and sacrificial offerings to create a newborn?
But for Big Cat to bring it up himself was somewhat...self-deprecating?
"If I didn't say it, you would have thought of it soon enough."
In a way, Big Cat had become desensitized.
