"I knew it wouldn't be that simple."
Kroya looked at the little chibi shark floating beside him. "Have you found the cause?"
The little shark gave him a resentful look. "Didn't I submit a report to you?"
"..." Kroya awkwardly averted his gaze. He had been playing a movement just then and hadn't noticed the Tower Spirit's messages at all. Besides, all that data gave him a headache.
Sometimes he wanted to slack off a little, too.
Fortunately, the Tower Spirit knew exactly what its master was like, so it simply stated its conclusion. "This world is hungry."
"You should know what this world is like. Its magical environment is terrible-even worse than the wilderness back home."
Kroya knew this very well. An environment with so little magic reminded him of his life before transmigrating. He was even a little excited and planned to live here for a while.
He nodded for the Tower Spirit to continue.
"But its hunger for magic is beyond anything we imagined."
The Tower Spirit continued, "Once it sensed magic arriving, it became extraordinarily excited and desperately craved that magic."
An oversized, bold, flashing red arrow appeared above its head to emphasize the importance of the matter.
The distant land and mountains seemed to be breathing, frantically drawing magic into themselves. The flows of magic had even become visible, forcing the people pioneering this place to draw magic arrays to stabilize it first.
But that only made the world more desperate. Like someone who had been starving for centuries and suddenly saw food, it was willing to trigger earthquakes, landslides, and other disasters to get it.
Yet that would only rapidly consume its spirituality, trapping it in a vicious cycle.
Its craving had reached a near fever pitch after the Telai River arrived. After all,