"It didn't seem too good," Sun Hang said.
"Hmm?" Anna's voice carried a hint of amusement.
"Since you said the laws of this 'Small World' could be adjusted at any time according to the will of its creator... now that Chimera Seventeen, the creator, had gone insane, wouldn't this 'Small World' go insane along with her?"
"Congratulations, you guessed right," Anna replied with a giggle.
In fact, Sun Hang did not even need to guess. These worlds had already begun to take on a deranged appearance.
Brilliant colors poured wildly out of the reflections on the glass curtain walls. They were like paints with immensely corrosive and dissolving properties, rapidly devouring and assimilating everything they touched.
The high-rises lining the streets began to twist and collapse, but gravity in the surrounding area had become completely chaotic. Shattered glass, chunks of concrete, and steel bars flew in every direction. The street beneath Sun Hang's feet had become like a strand of hand-pulled noodles being swung around by a master chef, as wave after wave of strange force flung the mutilated bodies crawling all over the ground into the air.
"Will this world collapse?" Sun Hang asked. "And if it does, what'll happen to me?"
"There is a possibility that it may collapse," Anna answered quickly. "As for Mommy... you might collapse along with this world, or you might return to the larger world outside completely unharmed."
"Did you learn that level of meaningless bullshit from those self-media marketing accounts that use AI to write their copy?"
"I was only answering Mommy's question truthfully. How could you be mean to me?" Anna said pitifully.
Unfortunately, her aggrieved tone sounded far too fake. Every word practically brimmed with cheerful delight.
"Tell me how to leave this 'Small World,' now." Sun Hang flashed aside,