Because in the eyes of those fanatics, Puppet World was Chen Luo's God Kingdom.
As long as someone believed in the Western Church, there wasn't a single one who didn't want to go to heaven.
Likewise, after becoming a Paradise Puppet, no Paradise adventurer would want to move out.
Besides, the Earth in Puppet World had been replicated. It looked exactly like the Earth of the Previous Era, so what was there to rebuild?
And when Puppets were inside Puppet World, aside from the extreme abundance of material goods, they also felt the comfort of returning to their mother's embrace. It was no less soothing than a head pat.
Going out to adventure was work; loafing around in Puppet World was life!
Wouldn't it be absurd for fanatics who were living in a paradise belonging to their lord—a place exactly like their former homeland yet incomparably comfortable—to still want to leave heaven and start from scratch to create a New World elsewhere?
"But I saw Paradise adventurers discussing how to rebuild their homeland in the Collective Network with great enthusiasm. And Luo Luo, didn't you say before that Paradise adventurers were very interested in establishing a new homeland?"
"That is true. But one reason they have that desire is because it is something I hope for. Just as the moral values of Paradise adventurers gradually move closer to the moral values I expect, the things I want to do will gradually become things they want to do." Chen Luo rested his chin on his hand.
"Hm?"
"Precisely because part of their ultimate wish arose from my own thoughts, their wish is no longer so pure."
"Oh, I understand. Just like how you often said before, Luo Luo: a wish can only be the product of a person's most unadorned desire