Lin Jun entered the tower.
Though this tower had been built by later humans using the remnants of worlds that had perished before, many things within it had survived from the original world.
"Generally speaking, it is impossible for a world to give birth to any will."
Not long after Lin Jun entered the tower, a voice suddenly rang out behind him.
Lin Jun slowly turned around, only to find nothing there.
"But this world is different. That so-called Heaven's Will may not be the will of Heaven, but this Heaven and Earth truly has developed thoughts of its own. Though those thoughts are vague, they have always been looking in this direction."
Lin Jun realized that it was the tower speaking to him.
"May I ask who you are, sir?"
Lin Jun cupped his hands in salute, but as though unaware that Lin Jun was addressing it, the voice continued in a mechanical tone:
"For consciousness to become true thought is impossible given the scale of a world—unless that world is small enough. Smallness prevents chaos and brings stability."
"Like me. I am small enough, so I am stable enough, and thus I gave birth to thoughts. But what use is that? Consciousness and thought born in such a tiny place serve no purpose at all."
Seeing that this fellow was not speaking like a person, Lin Jun grew somewhat impatient.
At that moment, the old man who had brought him here hurried inside. Seeing Lin Jun's impatient expression, he patiently explained:
"This is the Self-Awareness that this Heaven and Earth has long sought but never obtained. Little brother, do not be surprised. You will get used to it."
"Unfortunately, it formed too late and has become exceedingly rigid. It only knows how to speak its own thoughts; it