Although the concept of desire corresponding to the Shadow World had negative effects, it was also the source and foundation of creativity.
Without desire, where would creativity come from?
There was no rush for now. The Shadow World had conveniently been split in two; aside from the half on Earth, the other half was in the hands of the Desire Mother-Tree.
That was also an Outer God, and one considered particularly perverse even among the Outer Gods. Having just experienced the Uncertain Mist's mental contamination, Adam did not want a repeat so soon.
Although he would not be affected by the essence of the contamination itself, he could not avoid the nausea that came from seeing too much filthy stuff.
Shaking his head, Adam felt a hint of anticipation.
Since it was going to be a slow process anyway, he might as well see how far the plot had progressed. From the current state of things, it clearly had not reached the latter half of the original story. He just did not know whether Zhou Mingrui had become Klein yet.
As Adam turned his gaze toward Beida Road, his eyes suddenly widened slightly.
"This really is..."
At the place Adam was watching, a mass of concealed power was issuing a summons without its owner's awareness, and the essence of that power was nearly identical to that of the Country of Disorder.
Was the Tarot Club recruiting new members?
Thoughts racing, Adam raised a hand and accepted the invitation, sending out a wisp of divine consciousness to answer the summons.
Although Adam did not yet know which round of recruitment this was for Klein, no matter which one it was, Klein certainly could not bear his complete will. He would send just the tiniest wisp of divine consciousness over to watch