Inside a palace, a Purple Flower Dog was sleeping soundly.
Zhao Han was having the time of her life.
Over the past few days, she had placed mental imprints on different people one after another, turning them into nodes and linking together what they saw and thought.
She had even thought of turning the world into a game.
She created a plaza where everything each person saw could be shared with others as map resources.
She owed that idea to Little Illusion's earlier influence.
It seemed that loving to play was not necessarily a bad thing; sometimes, it could be a great help.
The reason the Saintly Teaching members had been able to see Wang Member and those tenant farmers earlier was the result of her tireless efforts.
She had placed mental imprints on all those people and connected them to the network.
It sounded simple, but it was actually quite complicated.
Even the simple scene of collecting rent involved a highly complex process.
First, when everyone saw the rent collection scene, the tenant farmers with mental imprints became emotionally agitated, triggering the imprints and uploading the images to the server—the plaza Zhao Han had built.
Then everyone was able to see the images.
The later interactive scene was even more complicated.
At that time, a Saintly Teaching protector sent an interaction request to Wang Member in the image. Since Wang Member bore an imprint, it was activated.
Only then did Wang Member himself appear in the game and engage in genuine interaction.
With such a complicated process, it was no wonder the Holy Maiden believed it was the work of some great power.
If Zhao Han herself had not possessed an extraordinary foundation, she simply could not have supported such an immense amount of computation.
Moreover, these mental imprints