Another morning arrived. Chu Fei looked at the sun just peeking over the horizon and stretched deeply.
The sun of the Inner World was not a true sun, but a kind of "law." Or perhaps it could be understood as a projection of a god.
Light—brightness—was the biggest "business" in the world. In the Inner World, whoever controlled the light gained the most and purest faith, Mind Power.
Even Chu Fei, gazing at that brilliant sun, could not help marveling. Along with his amazement came a measure of reverence.
The continent of the "Golden Gate District" before him spanned a million kilometers, yet it was illuminated by divine light. Such power left Chu Fei profoundly shaken.
Unable to stop himself, Chu Fei muttered, "Those who do not understand me worship and believe; those who do understand me fear divine might! Anyway, no matter what your Cultivation Level is, I'll harvest a crop of Mind Power from you."
The more he learned, the more he could sense the terror and cruelty of the Inner World.
Take a day here, for instance. It lasted over two hundred and sixty hours. Why was that?
At first, Chu Fei had thought that the continent was so huge that it took the sun—light—a long time to circle it.
But lately, Chu Fei had figured it out. A force capable of illuminating the entire continent could easily compress a day down to twenty-four hours, or even less.
Then why did a day here last more than two hundred and sixty hours?
It turned out that gods set a day to this length because mortals could endure at most one hundred and thirty-odd hours of darkness, and low-level plants and animals could likewise endure no more than one hundred and thirty-odd hours of darkness!
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