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“So you’re saying that a whole bunch of monsters and demons suddenly appeared on my perfectly normal home, Earth?” Zhou Shiyu held up one finger and asked with a squint.
“That’s right.”
“And then, while I was dealing with those monsters and demons, I was nearly beaten to death. You didn’t bother treating me, and instead sent me to this godforsaken place?” Zhou Shiyu held up a second finger.
“Your wording is slightly inaccurate...”
“Cut the crap. Isn’t that what happened?!”
“That’s right.”
“There are ten thousand times more monsters and demons in this world than on Earth, and that’s not even the point... You say you’re from Earth, and you want me to build a second Earth civilization in this hellhole?” Zhou Shiyu held up a third finger, his face twisting with fury.
“That’s right.”
A wave of exhaustion washed over Zhou Shiyu. He thought of the decades he had spent in this world as a true disciple of a top sect, then of his family and friends back on Earth. In a rage, he picked up the bottle of cola in his hand and hurled it at the other person.
“You’ve got to be kidding me!”
The bottle passed straight through the phantom. The other person smiled faintly.
“Mr. Zhou Shiyu, Earth has already been destroyed.”
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