After Gawain finished speaking, he fell silent, leaving Nariter and Duvall time to think.
Just as he had said himself, he did not want to force these former "gods," who had already shed their divine status, into becoming component "parts" of the Narrator Neural Network. Though he could indeed force them to comply, or even use his special power to directly dismantle their personalities, reset them, and turn them into "Narrator Cores," that would violate his principles.
He had defeated a god not to become the next "god" himself.
Of course, he still desperately hoped Nariter and Duvall would agree to his terms. Not only because he truly needed them to further study the secrets of gods, but also because, according to his plans, if the Narrator Neural Network was to achieve a higher-level "goal," it would need a super-core similar to an "Upper Narrator."
Nariter and Duvall both fell silent, seemingly communicating through some means unknown to outsiders. The two points Gawain had raised seemed to have genuinely moved these former gods who were "two in one," and their silence was proof of their wavering.
Those whose hearts had truly turned to ashes would not waver like this.
At last, the enormous white spider gently shifted its long forelimbs. With a trace of hesitation, the spider's front half slowly lowered. A girl in a white dress, with white hair trailing to the ground, condensed amid a stream of flowing light. She slowly walked down along the white spider's forelimb and came before Gawain.
"I want to see... the materials you mentioned."
Gawain smiled faintly. "Of course."
Within a mindscape formed by thousands of network nodes, a sun less than ten days old shone upon grasslands born seven days ago. Grass born four days ago and wildflowers born one