Looking at the patch of earth that was barely over ten square meters, Lynn felt greatly reassured.
Though the area was small, it was like a seed. Under the evolution of rules, it would always grow larger and more complete.
Besides, this was merely a portion of a Microcosm's rules.
As long as he kept invading worlds and devouring rules, the rate of evolution would only become faster and faster.
With a successful precedent, Lynn repeated the process and extended the second chain—water.
A pale blue ribbon of light emerged from his palm, drifting into the space and floating above the soil, where it condensed.
The chain twisted in midair, slowly spreading apart and turning into a mass of mist.
The mist grew denser and denser, condensing into droplets. The droplets gathered together, becoming a small puddle suspended in midair.
Lynn guided the puddle with his spiritual power and lowered it beside the soil.
The puddle landed and seeped into the earth, forming a tiny water pit.
He crouched down and reached into it.
Cool, wet—it was real water.
The third chain—temperature.
A dark red ribbon of light drifted into the space.
He had it attach itself to the soil and slowly release energy.
The earth warmed slightly, releasing a wisp of steam. The water in the pit was heated, evaporating into mist.
A small environment with temperature had appeared.
The more Lynn experimented, the more excited he became, as if he were playing a little game of creating a world.
The fourth chain—nature.
The fifth chain—wind.
The sixth chain—light.
Every chain that merged into the space made that little world more real, and its area steadily expanded.
The range of soil widened somewhat. The water pit became a small pond, the air began to flow, and light refracted