With the World Tree fully formed,
it meant the consciousness space had been completely materialized, transforming into the foundation of the world.
The Prison World prepared in advance had directly become Han Dong's "Kingdom," officially elevating him to the pseudo-King level.
This method of obtaining a Kingdom was simply too unusual.
It was like a college graduate—while everyone else was considering job hunting,
Han Dong had directly written on his job preference form that he had already been working at a Fortune 500 company for some time.
At this very moment,
Han Dong's true body was at the bottom of the World Tree, in the depths of the Spiral Staircase.
He touched the Stone Tablet Throne, which had yet to be fully carved.
"I'm not ready for coronation yet. The Book of the Dead hasn't been fully collected... it's not time for the final carving of the throne yet.
"The qualifications of the New King aren't to be used now either."
Though mad laughter completely overflowed, strange laughter constantly echoing through the area,
Han Dong had a very clear plan in mind. He was in no rush for quick success and had never intended to achieve everything in one step... for now, he had merely crossed a hurdle ahead of time.
There was still some way to go before he became a true King in the fullest sense.
His gaze shifted to the back of the Throne Stone Tablet.
The Mythical Scroll had become even clearer, grand and distinctive.
Its overall imagery had shifted from an Ancient Egyptian style toward a prison style—or rather, it was a miniature version of the Prison World, except its ground was entirely paved with Black Sand.
The protagonist depicted in the scroll was also a blend of Pharaoh and warden styles, even incorporating