So, for the World Consciousness, the best method is to devour everything in Hell as quickly as possible, thus putting itself to sleep. When it reawakens in a billion years, new humans will be born.

The last remnants left by this ancient civilization are the occasional ultra-ancient relics discovered by new humans.

Moreover, these ultra-ancient humans are few and far between, better left as a final supplement to human authority.

However, soon the silver-blue figure appeared here again, repeating the same sentence: "Margaret, I’m here to negotiate!"

Margaret might indeed be annoyed by Xue Dili, or perhaps she decided to start negotiating.

At this moment, the background of this spiritual communication space became the cosmos at the intersection of the gravitational forces of two planets. The view towards the Green Star below it appeared like a giant green gemstone, stunningly beautiful. Looking deeper into the Universe, billions of galaxies spread out before it, appearing like a dream.

Like fire, like shimmer, like waves, like the blue sky; every star is a distant sun, and around every star seems to be a civilization born locally.

Therefore, even Margaret, the consciousness of this green planet, is an insignificant existence in the vast cosmos, not to mention that humans on this planet have only existed for tens of thousands of years.

And now, this silver-blue Giant has clearly detached itself from the world’s constraints. With this power, he could become the notorious "Apostle" of the Universe, yet why does he care about these mere hundreds of thousands of humans?

"How vast the Universe is, and within it, even humans have billions of different sub-species. Even if I swallowed a small asteroid, it wouldn’t impact the Universe in the slightest. Why do you want to stop me?" Margaret’s voice came from above, condescending.

The silver-blue Giant reached out, light covering the planet, making those torn by the gravitational forces of two planets feel somewhat better.

"Because, to the humans and civilizations on this planet, this is everything." Xue Dili said, tilting his head up, gazing directly at Margaret.

"Just this?" Margaret’s voice carried confusion, interspersed with slight anger.

"This is sufficient." The Giant of Light answered truthfully.

Margaret seemed amused by this answer, questioning, "Light Demon, do you like humans that much?"

God’s voice was above, like a question, yet also like judgment.

"Yes." That’s Xue Dili’s answer.

"Alright, alright, then I’ll give these humans to you, but I won’t give you time to evacuate. There’s only 15 minutes left until collision; make your own decision! Even as an Apostle, how could you evacuate so many people in just 15 minutes?"

"I’ll just watch you. In 15 minutes, how many can you save? Hundreds, or thousands? Who exactly are you planning to save? Who will you give up? How will those you give up view you? Will they resent and curse you, this hypocritical hero?"

"Sacrificing the many to save the few, come on, make your choice!" Margaret’s voice was full of anger and mockery.

At this moment, she released control of Susu. The caterpillar of this world has lost her value and simultaneously freed tens of thousands of humans.

She truly felt annoyed by this ungrateful insect.

She allowed for negotiations, but only permits him to save some of the humans, with only 15 minutes of time!

Time’s almost up!

What choice will you make? Over 300,000 people, even the Apostle controlling part of Subspace would require considerable time to relocate these populations to another planet.

If done through the Teleportation Gate, it might take months to fully evacuate these people.

And now, there are only 15 minutes, what choice will you make?

She is essentially being malicious, 15 minutes, which people do you intend to save? Which ones to give up? Margaret has already transmitted this information to everyone, and the vast majority are destined to be abandoned.

What expressions would those abandoned people have? Crying in agony? Resentment?

And you, who pretend to be a hero, what expression would you show facing this situation?

I just want to see your expression at this moment, this twisted expression would be my last joy before falling asleep.

At this moment, Susu opened her eyes. She saw beneath her that incomparably beautiful and splendid Green Star, and the ghastly dark red Hell.

"Am I dead?" She blankly gazed into space, looking into the depths of the Universe.

In reminiscence of old times, perhaps she once had a hero dream, in the elder’s stories, the stars in the sky were manifestations of heroes, but since then, she became a "Witch," taking on the task of connecting to Margaret and expelling Evil Ghosts and Demons.

Similarly, she became a "hero" in others’ mouths.

Until she arrived in another time, witnessing in another world that fantasy false Light Hero.

And the one with whom she had many misunderstandings, but ultimately all were cleared, supporting each other to this day.

Or rather, fellow travelers...

"For these weak humans, these ’Otherworldly People’ with no connection to you, it’s truly a foolish decision to abandon your power, to give up everything! Light Demon, do you love humans this much?"

Is this Margaret’s voice?

Susu looked up to the sky.

"Yes!" The Giant of Light declared.

Susu didn’t know why she felt her eyes welling up with tears. The voice emanating from the light was from that elder brother with whom she had many misunderstandings. She walked toward the light, unwavering.

Soon, she was no longer alone. More and more people joined her.

That silly and filthy child, those struggling to survive in Hell.

The elderly, children, men, women...

They all moved towards the direction of Light.

At this moment, even Margaret was stunned. She couldn’t fully decipher this "miracle" scene, why these people instantly appeared here, and why these people trust this glowing demon so much.

"Halt! Humans, in the new world, I will resurrect you and make you High Priest, as compensation for becoming my reboot container. Otherwise, even if you leave this world, you’ll become a cold corpse because you died long ago at age 6. It’s my power that kept you in a state of a living dead until today." Margaret said.

But the moths to the flame had no hesitation, be it Susu or those people who once lived in Hell.

They seemed to hold such belief.

"Humans, do you love light so much?" Margaret’s voice directly entered Susu’s mind, almost piercing her eardrums, reaching straight into her thoughts.

"Yes!" The Young Lady’s voice surpassed a thousand words.

They strode towards the direction of light, even if it meant moths to a flame.