Otherwise, when the Imaginary Number established a connection with this world, it would automatically turn this fruit into something as ordinary and unremarkable as any other real-number world.
Chen Luo's soul, transformed into an invisible consciousness, was now touching that fruit, as if he and Aili were holding it aloft together.
You really had the nerve to say that.
"How could I not? Tell me, isn't it a fact that I can't complete this mission?"
If you insist, it is indeed a fact... After all, you're trying to create a god, but you can't become one. Or rather... the Imaginary Tree cannot crown you.
"...So why is that?" Chen Luo sighed.
Did they think Chen Luo wanted to quietly get this done and insist on holding some godhood ceremony that drew everyone's attention?
No, it was not that Chen Luo did not want to do that. He simply could not!
Chen Luo had said that morning that he should hurry up and finish this, so he could clear out the commissions he had piled up. Then the World Consciousness delivered some unfortunate news.
Chen Luo needed to find someone to help him get this done.
Otherwise, this incredibly expensive yet easily obtainable Godhood Quota would go to waste.
Well... maybe because... I don't know either. Go ask whoever gave birth to you. I'm not your parents. Your soul's essence differs from everyone else's. You should know that yourself.
"..."
That was how things stood.
Chen Luo could not bear divine authority.
Minor stuff was fine, like the divine powers over rivers, lakes, and seas that Chen Luo had acquired before.
The World Consciousness gave a very fitting analogy: an elephant would not care about the existence of ants.
But complete divine authority and status personally bestowed by the Imaginary Tree,