"What on earth is going on?" Zhang Tiangang had a vague guess in his heart, but he dared not be sure.
"Haven't you realized yet? This is my Inner World, otherwise, why would I claim to be the World Tree?" Ye Feng said with a smile.
"Inner World!" Zhang Tiangang repeated in a low voice.
He looked again at the not-so-vast Heaven and Earth, his gaze becoming eager.
At this moment, how could he not understand what this meant?
When the cosmic calamity arrived, no matter how sturdy the shelter built, it would be worn down little by little.
In this situation, it was all about the foundation.
The more resources you had stored, the longer you could hold out compared to others.
But the problem was, the resources that could withstand the cosmic calamity were the most expensive and limited in quantity.
The more you took, the less others had.