The Demon Emperor's actions immediately stirred up towering waves on the forum.
"Holy crap, have you heard? That great god actually created a hundred thousand doppelgangers. I feel like he's provoking us. He looks down on us, doesn't he?"
"That guy is definitely provoking us. He kept ten thousand doppelgangers going for almost a year, and now, instead of recalling them, he's created another ninety thousand. Isn't that a naked provocation? Is there really no one in our Divine Academy stronger than him?"
"Where are all the Primordial Gods? Hurry up and come punish this unrighteous scoundrel!"
"Does our Divine Academy really have no geniuses? Are we worse than some backwater native?"
"It's only a hundred thousand, isn't it? I refuse to believe I can't do it if I put my life on the line. I'm taking him on! I'm going to try it too."
And so a new round of competition began throughout the Divine Academy.
Everyone frantically squeezed out every drop of their potential.
Amid this frenzied competition, one Primordial God actually managed to create a hundred thousand doppelgangers and sustain them for an entire day before recalling them.
But the knowledge a hundred thousand doppelgangers absorbed in a day was incredibly vast.
It overwhelmed his original body so completely that he crashed.
That was right-he fell unconscious and only woke up nearly ten days later.
Throughout those ten days, he had been sorting through all the knowledge, tangled like a mass of hemp.
At the same time, he discovered a benefit to doing this.
Much of the knowledge he had never understood before suddenly clicked into a coherent whole.
All kinds of knowledge linked together, bringing order to many of his actions. Now, he admired the Demon Emperor from the bottom of his heart.
He even felt