In the real world, within the Small World.
Bai Xuan stood quietly atop a White Jade Cliff at the center of the world, an helpless expression on his face.
At that moment, a warm, hazy halo beyond description continuously circled slowly around him like the most affectionate pet.
This halo was the manifested form of the World Consciousness.
At times, it brushed past Bai Xuan's sleeve; at others, it bounced across his shoulder, radiating incomparably joyful, dependent, and delighted thoughts.
It was like a child who had just learned that their parents had brought home a precious gift, unable to suppress the joy and closeness in its heart.
Though theoretically, it was the one playing the role of "parent."
And that so-called "gift" was naturally the [World Fragment] containing the rules and origin of another world, Bai Xuan's reward from this Transmigrator Mission.
To the World Consciousness, whether directly raising the World Level or fusing with a [World Fragment] containing the rules of another world, both were essentially "nourishment" that allowed it to flourish and strengthen its foundation.
It might not fully understand so-called "qualitative change" and "possibilities," but it could most directly understand just what benefits the [World Fragment] offered it.
This instinctive yearning had brought its affinity and dependence toward Bai Xuan to unprecedented heights.
Bai Xuan lowered his head and looked at the warm halo continuously rubbing against his arm. He extended a finger and lightly touched it. The sensation was not physical, but rather a warmth and exhilaration that reached directly into the soul.
"Other than at the very beginning, you really have become more and more like a child."
"You think that after handing the world's authority over to me, you can simply do nothing, don't you?"
"This is utterly backwards."
After hearing Bai Xuan's