Half an hour later, a new Phantasmal Weeping Willow had grown again in the Cultivation Space.
Ron impatiently transplanted it into the Flower Shop, then left the Dimensional Plane and grasped a willow branch from the new Phantasmal Weeping Willow.
Once again, he found himself in a vast expanse of white. A ball of green light appeared before him, circled him several times, then sank into the crown of his head.
After obtaining authority over this Phantasmal World, Ron understood that it had absolutely no connection to the previous Phantasmal World.
Tch... Ron had a headache.
He tried tying the branches of the two Phantasmal Weeping Willows together, hand in hand, but there was still no reaction.
Did that mean there truly was no possibility of networking them at all?
Ron immediately began to fret, then wondered if he was being too greedy.
This Phantasmal World alone made the Phantasmal Weeping Willow absurdly overpowered. It could simulate anything he had ever seen.
With his imagination, even if he had never seen the entire map setting of SAO, he could still piece together an otherworld version of a virtual full-dive battle-and-leveling game.
Thinking of it that way, he let it go.
Before this, he had always complained that the otherworld had no internet, and thus none of his beloved games or anime.
Now, with Mimic Grass and recording devices, anime was no longer a problem. He could make it whenever he wanted.
And online games could now be created through the Phantasmal World as well.
Since he could not connect them to the internet, he could only make a local network café.
Still, the image of a group of people gathered around a willow tree playing esports was pretty damn ridiculous when he thought about it.
At that thought, Ron grew