An ordinary world.
One more or one less.
It had already become something truly unworthy of her attention.
Since even as a world, you weren't as important as you imagined yourself to be.
If you were willing to come over, of course that was good.
If you weren't, I wouldn't force you!
You want to cause trouble.
Then go ahead and try!
The unparalleled aura brought about by her absolute personal strength was usually faintly perceptible.
What's more, if she really intended to negotiate, discuss something, or make plans, her dignity could not be violated.
Those worlds that had joined, those that had obtained the qualifications...
Whether they had a World Will or not.
They indeed wouldn't refuse, just as all living things pursued benefit and avoided harm! They flocked to the Ark.
After the world fusions that had taken place again and again.
One world after another was accepted by the Ark.
The Ark's overall system—its economy, culture, science, technology, and so on—whether it was giving back to newly joined worlds or gaining benefits and advancing by striking out in other directions, had progressed greatly...
Everyone was actually familiar with it by now.
The first time was raw, the second time was easy.
Although it still deserved some attention.
It wasn't as fresh anymore. It no longer required quite so much seriousness.
They only needed to proceed step by step!
This actually meant that the Ark's ability to digest other foreign worlds was gradually growing stronger.
It had reached a very good level and stabilized.
At the very beginning, Little Griseo had to lead each world along and draw out the process. Now, everyone occasionally accepted World Missions and went to develop new dungeons and new worlds, like casting a wide net.
That was progress, too.
More worlds joining