Before the Celestials set off for Battleworld, there was another problem that seemed absurd but was actually perfectly reasonable: expanding the server capacity.
The more than a hundred Players brought in during the closed beta were souls from various worlds. Even combined, their capacity might not equal a single hair on a Celestial's head. If they were suddenly going to bring in so many Celestial members, the server capacity had to be upgraded first.
When there had only been Lucifer, Owen, and Schiller, the company had been nothing more than a tiny workshop. One room had been enough for an office. But if they wanted to hire more employees, they needed office space at the very least.
But as mentioned before, this Battleworld universe had been whipped up out of thin air by Lucifer and Owen. It was not really a universe at all, merely a special space with a structure far simpler than any Single Universe in the Marvel Universe.
Such a crude structure meant that simply expanding its capacity would not work. Scaling it up proportionally would not turn it into a normal universe either.
To put it simply, it was easy enough to build a hamster house out of popsicle sticks and white glue. But if that structure were enlarged wholesale into a house for humans, there would be all sorts of problems with load-bearing, structure, strength, and space allocation.
So the issue came full circle again. They needed a powerful shareholder, an investor who came with capital, to work with the employees and upgrade the entire Cosmic structure.
Thus, instead of returning to Battleworld immediately, Schiller went back to Disneyland to study Walt Disney's statues again.
The statues in two of the four major parks, Magic Kingdom and Hollywood Studios, had already been lit up. That