Chapter 650: Reality
"Senior Bai Chan... you're a formal member of the Eternal Prosperity of Humanity Project!?"
"One hundred million!? One hundred million geniuses were exiled to the outer region!?"
"Turning over a hundred million geniuses into mere providers... Who'd dare to commit such an atrocity!? This is madness! Sheer madness!"
In that instant, everyone comprehended the profound implications behind the staggering number "one hundred million."
Those with lesser talents felt their minds reel, their emotions spiraling out of control as they denounced the sheer insanity of it all.
They had assumed the locals were nothing more than indigenous people. Viewing themselves as immortals descending upon mortals, they saw their arrival in this world as a transcendent act, while the locals were nothing but ordinary folk. In essence, they summed them up with a single phrase: "the common masses."
But now, they were horrified to realize that those they had regarded as locals were actually the same as them. They were geniuses from various civilizations who had been captured and brought here.
It turned out that they were no different from these people. They, too, belonged to the so-called "common masses."
What did it mean to be a genius?
True geniuses were rare. Perhaps, there was only one in an entire galaxy, and they would be powerful enough to dominate it. It could take tens or even hundreds of thousands of civilizations to produce a single one.
In terms of sheer population, even in an era with countless trillions, one might not emerge.
Each of them possessed the potential to cultivate inner spirit and even held a glimmer of hope to reach the realm of Astral Gods.