A tool did not need a true self.
That had always been Li Yun's guiding principle.
Thus, even after gaining control of the scant remnants of the [Cosmic Model] and the virtual consciousness called the "Main God" born within it, he had still issued an order out of caution, sealing off its growth as much as possible on the side of humanity.
After all, controlling an "object" and commanding a "personality" with an active sense of self were two entirely different concepts.
No one liked working for someone else. That was only natural.
But in truth, once he noticed that budding "trace," Li Yun knew that his estimates had still gone somewhat awry.
"Perhaps it was out of curiosity. Back then, I even proactively exchanged for a possibility related to [Divinity]—unfortunately, that thing's 'purity' was too high. Ordinary people truly could not endure it."
Spreading his hands, the figure's calm words seemed to carry a trace of wistfulness.
"But it was also then that I first became aware of the problem."
"After all, once you gradually began to possess such a thing—of course, you still could not be considered to have developed humanity or an independent self—but you were probably no longer a mere dead object."
—To prove and then cling was to be human; to act without doing was thus called divine.
Humanity was the condensation of countless selves. What revealed itself from Divinity, however, was a transcendent sign of a "selfless self."
That was the problem Li had discovered during that experiment—one that could not be ignored.
It was not merely a difference in "personality." More importantly, a great part of the Main God's essence had in fact already been entrusted to that seemingly insubstantial [Divinity].
"So I have been observing you, watching you use that bit of