One Pocket Dimension after another in the middle-tier world was breached, occupied one after another, like grapes rapidly changing color. The Pocket Dimensions that had been completely overrun swiftly shrank and fell silent, like grapes sucked dry of juice and nutrients until only shriveled skins remained. Golden Ring Eyes was reallocating all its computing power to support its next stage of operation.
With every Celestial Circuit it completed, the computing power it required surged.
With every Celestial Circuit it completed, Golden Ring Eyes's power surged as well, while the computing power it occupied gradually increased amid the tug-of-war between attack and defense.
Old Six shrank the earth to an inch beneath his feet and traveled along the optical fibers for nine whole days, walking a complete circuit around Earth atop those fibers. Golden Ring Eyes had also completed nine Lesser Celestial Circuits, occupying more than thirty ten-thousandths of the computing power.
When Golden Ring Eyes hummed and completed its third Greater Celestial Circuit, ripples suddenly arose in the Information Ocean. Within the Virtual World, a ray of heavenly light abruptly blossomed, and a voice descended from within it:
"Let's talk."
Old Six did not hesitate. He stepped onto that heavenly light and melted into a field of pure white.
Once the light and shadows had rendered, Old Six discovered that he had arrived in a strange scene.
This place greatly resembled his room in the Main God World: white, white, boundless pure white, without color or form, No Perception, Conception, Volition, Consciousness.
In the empty white space stood two ancient yet elegant sofa chairs, as though they were the center of the world.
Old Six sat in one of them. It felt soft and warm, making him relax. In the chair opposite him sat a man.
The man wore a