Time to Get Back to Work

Since he needed to study the three dimensions after they had been actualized, Fang Mo stayed in the Dark Corridor for quite a while.

After some deliberation.

He had gained a rough understanding of his own power.

In short, Fang Mo's Dimensional Power was indeed absurdly strong. In theory, it could even elevate him into a multiversal-level monster.

The problem was that Fang Mo had come into this halfway through. He had not been born a Dimensional Demon God, and he was lazy as hell, so he was not yet very proficient with those incredibly tedious, troublesome, and precise authority operations...

What he was currently best at.

Was mostly the simple and brutal stuff.

For example, drawing energy from a certain dimension and using overwhelming power to blast an opponent into complete scraps.

As for the baffling theories Xiaoyao had proposed, things like trinitarian spacetime omnipresence and quantum sympathetic dimensional migration, Fang Mo honestly could not even understand them, much less try to do them.

After all, in Fang Mo's eyes.

Dimensional Power was basically a cheat.

And as a respectable player, Fang Mo was strongly opposed to cheats. In his opinion, games were meant to be fun. If you used cheats, would there not be no fun left at all?

Of course, there were exceptions to everything...

If those little bastards did not know their place and refused to let Fang Mo stay respectable, then he would not mind turning on cheats and torturing them a little.

Like he had said.

He played games to have fun, not to get abused.

So even though he now possessed multiple dimensions, Fang Mo decided that unless he truly could not beat someone, he would not casually use cheats.

That said, Fang Mo was still very happy after actualizing the Overworld.

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