The Opposite Time and Space of Ideal Dreamland.
Though it was called the Opposite Time and Space.
It would be more accurate to call it a gathering ground for harmful substances and incidental burdens.
Even though the various True Goodness and Beauty Concepts and related information collected from an infinite number of Different Time and Spaces underwent repeated screening beforehand, various strange things would inevitably find their way in due to all kinds of factors.
Therefore.
Before anything collected could be absorbed by Ideal Dreamland, it had to undergo one final screening.
The final adjustments were carried out by Orsaga!
These boundless, infinitely numerous Death Tribulation Flowers were formed from things that had failed the various screenings.
At this moment.
At the very center of that endless sea of flowers.
Orsaga's true body sat upon a throne condensed from countless Death Tribulation Flowers. With his head slightly tilted and his left hand propping up the side of his face, he calmly watched the various scenes unfolding within Ideal Dreamland.
Including, but not limited to, all kinds of discussions about himself within it.
His expression was utterly composed.
He was completely unaffected.
As the creator of Ideal Dreamland.
When Orsaga created the world, in order to blur the boundary between possibility and impossibility to the greatest extent and raise Ideal Dreamland's upper limit as much as possible, he had even forsaken the vast majority of his Control Authority.
He had only retained a portion of his Entry and Exit Authority as its creator, ensuring that he would not be interfered with by the Plane Suppression Force, along with a certain degree of Observation Authority, allowing him to better ensure that things would not turn out to be goods not matching their description.
Other than that.
He possessed almost no privileges.
All