Listening to the explanation from the Infinite Tower Intelligence, Green's eyes shifted as he began to think it through carefully.
He was weighing his options: should he save it or not?
"If I choose to save it, the process won't be especially dangerous or difficult. With the world's favor, I should be able to retrieve the Infinite Tower, this World Remnant, with ease. The greatest risk isn't the act of saving it, but the target I'm trying to save!"
For Green, saving the Infinite Tower was actually very simple. What he feared was that its distress call might be a trap. If he rushed over without thinking, he might put himself in danger instead.
Green considered the matter for a long time. The Gray Mist in the Gray Mist Zone continued to roil, while world after world in the realm of Elemental Light crumbled into remnants.
The cries for help ringing in Green's ears grew increasingly urgent. They were all messages from the Intelligence.
"I can take this risk. I'm still within the bounds of the Wizarding World, so the danger is manageable. And if I succeed, I'll get a product of a High-Level Civilization!" Green thought to himself.
Having made up his mind, Green placed his right hand on his face and tore off the mask he was wearing.
He was about to carry out a dangerous mission, and he certainly couldn't let the Prank God's Mask cause some kind of unexpected change.
After confirming that he was in peak condition and that his Spacetime Anchor and other means of escaping danger were all in order, Green, clad in silver armor, slowly walked back into the Gray Mist.
Because of the World Remnants, spacetime in the Gray Mist Zone was chaotic. Spacetime sometimes overlapped, and an object could suddenly