'The next step is to wait for the arrival of the Doomsday Train!' Wang Chen withdrew his aura and thought to himself.
His actions over the past few days had greatly disrupted the balance of this world. If his guess was correct, the system would soon send the Doomsday Train over.
In an unknown place, a huge ball of light coiled in the darkness.
If one looked closely, one would realize that each fleck of light in the ball was an independent world image.
"Doomsday World No. 11635, Reserve Army 4578 Insectoid, abnormal situation. Searching the situation," a mechanical voice echoed in the ball of light.
Soon, all of Wang Chen's actions in Doomsday World No. 11635 were gathered by the ball of light.
"The Blue Star Descender Wang Chen's strength is abnormal. No traces of external interference detected.
"Revised plan in progress. The plan has been formulated."
On Planet 1, the system notification rang in Wang Chen's ears.