A hundred years slipped away without notice.
In the main laboratory, rune light screens floated silently in the air, countless streams of data scrolling slowly like waterfalls.
Benjamin stood before his workbench, his expression calm, while his mental power extended in countless slender threads around him, paging through all manner of instructional materials. Before him, a creature that looked just like a slime moved about.
As Benjamin recorded data, he watched its movements, and the corners of his lips could not help but lift slightly.
After more than a century of research, his creation of souls had drawn ever closer to true maturity.
At this rate, after several hundred more years of deduction, he might be able to create life at will through Alchemy.
Just then, a low communication frequency came through the Incense Divinity Path network.
"My Lord..."
After hearing the report from the other end, Benjamin put away his experimental records and casually dispelled the Alchemy.
The slime's body stiffened, then swiftly turned into motes of light and broke down into elemental particles.
He stepped onto the teleportation array, and space twisted slightly.
The next moment, he appeared on an administrative planet in the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.
This was the settlement planet of the Dragon-kin.
The entire planet's ecological environment had been rebuilt entirely according to the environmental parameters of the Dragon-kin's original homeland.
The air carried a faint scent of sulfur elements, gravity was slightly stronger than that of ordinary life planets, and the star in the sky emitted a reddish-golden radiance, nearly identical to the sun of the Dragon-kin Plane.
Looking down from orbit, rows of houses stretched neatly along the coastlines at the edges of the continents.
The cities retained the Dragon-kin Civilization's original towers, stone bridges, and dragon-pattern reliefs, while also featuring many artificial