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Zhao Qian ignored it and continued creating her own interface. If her interface grew stronger, that was her own achievement. Of course, other people's weakness would not affect her much, nor would it drag her down.
Still, she was certainly unbalanced inside. After all, the interface the eldest had created was practically an enlarged, bolded version of the original interface. Her world was a labyrinthine Rubik's lock, layer upon layer, its deconstruction so ingenious it could only be called a work of supernatural craftsmanship. The mountains and trees appeared wildly different in color, even bizarre and dazzling, yet when placed together, they somehow did not clash at all.
No wonder she looked down on Zhao Qian's genuine bulk-packaged world.
The second sister's world had not drawn any ridicule either. Perhaps because she was straightforward by nature, the world Yuan Yutong created was incredibly cute and innocent. One place was red, another yellow, the colors bright and vivid, as if one had stepped into a fairy tale. Even the plants inside had been made according to her imagination. Yet, bolstered by her talent, their existence was by no means merely for show. There was faintly the grandeur of determining the universe within an interface.
Zhao Qian's world was like an impressionistic landscape painting. The mountains and waters were breathtaking, the clouds and mist ethereal, and layer upon layer of peaks rose between heaven and earth. It was so beautiful that anyone inside felt as if they had stepped into a traditional Chinese painting. Even I, standing within it, felt that adding a single stroke would be too much, while removing one would leave something missing.
Of course, I was not doing nothing. Zhao Qian was responsible for the artistic conception of the landscape, while I