The Dream Witches did not know Tang Qi's Honored Name, and children like Hannah naturally would not know it either.
When ten Hannahs and a group of children from another world gathered together and prayed across distant time and space, all Tang Qi could hear from the library were childish voices echoing again and again: "Principal, please help us!" "Cute Hannah needs help!" and the like.
Still, the Hannahs truly were all very cute and kind.
Tang Qi received the plea for help, and a workbench appeared before him once more.
But this second "creation" ran into trouble. The accident on that planet was different from the one on the Dark Frozen Planet.
That planet only needed another sun to bring all things back to life.
But this one could not be solved that way.
The real difficulty lay in those deathly creatures that looked like zombies. They could not actually be considered true zombies. If they were zombies, it would be simple enough to kill them all.
But Tang Qi's observations told him that they truly were not.
A more accurate description would be: special lifeforms that had lost their souls and selves.
If their souls and selves could return, could they even be revived?
"The destruction caused by Shriek of Hatred in every world seems to be different?"
"This is the terror of a Master Level weapon. It can bring countless kinds of apocalyptic disasters."
As Tang Qi muttered, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
He was considering a solution. He needed to create a toy capable of eliminating the special state afflicting these lifeforms.
Among the authorities Tang Qi controlled, there was indeed one related to "Soul."
But the question was, where had these heroes' souls gone?
If they were not in their bodies, nor on the