"Hey, little girl, no evidence, no wild accusations!" Lich Old Man said with a dark expression. "I've made Magic Puppets not once or twice, but at least tens of thousands of times. How could I make such a basic mistake? I can guarantee that there is absolutely no problem with my Magic Puppet manufacturing."
"Then what exactly happened?" Pandora asked. "Everything was fine before."
"Could it be because there are too many skeletons?" Lich Old Man suddenly suggested.
"Hm?" Pandora looked over, her gaze urging him to continue.
"Little girl, you said it yourself. When we operated them before, whether it was nine small skeletons or sixteen small skeletons, there were no problems. But once the number increased to the current thirty-six, something went wrong. It's very likely because of the quantity." Lich Old Man analyzed seriously.
"In my view, the Collective Magic Puppet made according to your design is like an army. When there are few of them, it doesn't matter. But once their numbers grow, they need a higher-level entity to lead and command them before they can function properly.
"Just like in an army, a group of soldiers alone cannot be called a real army. It also needs officers of different ranks. Your current Collective Magic Skeletons might be lacking such officers."
After hearing Lich Old Man's words, Pandora pondered seriously. After a while, she looked at him and said earnestly, "What you mean is that within a collection, as the number of elements continuously increases, the complexity of the collection rises exponentially, and the number of mappings between two collections becomes terrifying.
"In that case, information flow is still smooth in the initial stage, but afterward, computational issues inevitably cause chaos. To solve this, a multilevel structure must be built, forming an orderly top-down system. Ideally,