"Are you planning to create a god?" Mo Ling asked curiously.
"Of course not. I don't have that kind of power."
"Then what's your plan?" Mo Ling thought for a long time but couldn't imagine how the balloon would make a god appear.
"This ball of thread is all I need."
"The ball of thread?" Mo Ling still didn't understand.
"Yes. Didn't you say before that the world will be destroyed when the god descends? Well, the hostility that can destroy the world is right here."
"We just need to hasten the destruction, and the god will descend sooner," the balloon explained.
"But... even if the world is destroyed, the god won't necessarily descend. There's no causal relationship between the two."
"That's not right," the balloon retorted. "If the god will descend, and the world will also be destroyed at the moment of its descent, then it means that when the world is destroyed, the god will descend."
The balloon's logic made Mo Ling's head spin.
