A supporting character in a romance anime? I became a god using a rat talisman.

Upon hearing this, the fake old man's withered face broke into an even more satisfied smile.

I'm not afraid of your greed, I'm afraid of your lack of desire.

"Benefits? This matter itself is immensely beneficial to you."

Qianyu didn't respond, waiting for what was to come.

"Haven't you noticed it yourself?"

The fake father gestured for someone to walk down, "Recently, has your rate of growth in strength experienced... a precipitous slowdown?"

Qianyu did not immediately refute.

He did notice that, compared to the almost superhuman progress he had made when he first obtained the talismans and Clow Cards, his strength had indeed stagnated in an embarrassing way recently.

Having absorbed the massive amount of black energy provided by Asagiri Aya and connected with Medea, this human-shaped power bank, its magic should have undergone a qualitative change long ago. However, the feeling of resistance when touching the boundary only grew stronger.

He had painstakingly planned this massive monster battle that affected the entire city of Shenshui, even risking his identity to create a god on the spot, all with the intention of exploiting the chaos to exploit a bug and boost his faith and righteousness.

Not only did they fail to achieve the expected improvement, they almost got themselves into a dead end where their righteousness went out of control.

Qianyu's expression changed slightly.

"What exactly are you trying to say? Even if my strength has stagnated, that's my own problem. What does it have to do with you?"

The fake old man spread his arms, gesturing towards the dilapidated palace around him, and seemingly referring to the deformed world outside the palace that had been stitched together.

"Of course there is. Your stagnation has nothing to do with yourself. The fundamental reason is that you have already reached the limits of this world."

Qianyu's eyes sharpened.

"You can't raise a Kunpeng that blots out the sky in a pond. The current size and level of this world can no longer provide you with the higher-dimensional environment needed for a breakthrough."

"You're like a fish that's grown to the maximum size the tank can hold. It's not that you're not strong enough, it's that the tank is too small."

The fake father extended an olive branch at the opportune moment.

"However, if you're willing to help me assimilate more dimensions, I can become even stronger. And as my level increases, the upper limit of the entire world will also rise. At that time, you will naturally have a vast world to continue breaking through the ceiling of your strength."

"This is a win-win deal."

Qianyu mentally went over this debt three times.

He had almost no reason to refuse this offer.

I am at their mercy, like a fish on a chopping board. What's more, there's a huge piece of fatty meat on that chopping board.

He helped the world's will expand its territory and upgrade its servers. After the servers were expanded, his level cap was also unlocked.

It sounds wonderful, but the problem is... that would make you vulnerable to being controlled by others.

The risk is like trying to get something out of a tiger, but the other party doesn't seem to be planning to harm you yet.

Perhaps this is also an opportunity...

"What exactly do you want me to do?"

A satisfied smile appeared on the fake father's face, as if he had finally gotten the bait.

"Simple. I need you to draw more unknown worlds over, establishing sufficiently deep bonds and causal connections between the two worlds to facilitate my assimilation."

"assimilation."

Qianyu said, "In our world, this behavior is generally called devouring."

The fake father smiled nonchalantly and waved his hand magnanimously.

"Call it whatever you want—swallow, merge, acquire, consolidate into the books—whatever sounds good to you, I'm not picky about the name."

Qianyu didn't dwell too much on the term and instead asked about practical issues.

"You overestimate me. How could I possibly have the ability to forcibly deepen the connection between two worlds? I'm not some kind of causal weapon."

"Of course you do," the fake father said confidently.

"This sounds grand, but it's actually very simple and brutal to execute. You just need to find a way to force people from two different worlds to intersect, placing them on the same storyline, and then deeply intervene in their fates."

"As for the complex integration work that follows, you don't need to worry about it; leave it all to me."

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple."

Qianyu had a million questions in her mind.

Having lived two lives, his biggest life lesson is that when someone says "it's very simple," it often means there's a huge pitfall behind it.

But he couldn't figure out what the old man was up to.

In an attempt to extract more information, Qianyu pressed on, "Don't try to fool me with those childish terms. What exactly do you mean by 'deep involvement'?"

The fake old man stopped pacing, seemingly considering his words, and finally chose the most straightforward approach.

Do you know what a miniature garden is?

"……Um?"

"To help you understand, let me introduce a concept," the fake old man said, drawing several closed circles in the air. "Those dimensional worlds are like enclosed miniature gardens."

“In these miniature gardens, apart from a few core main characters and the main storyline, the rest of the people, buildings, and scenes are, to put it bluntly, just a huge backdrop.”

"The true framework supporting a miniature garden consists of the main figures who carry the essence of destiny; they are the carriers of the world's origin."

Qianyu frowned, but did not interrupt.

"So what you need to do for deep involvement is to devour all the luck and fortune carried by those main characters."

"As long as you can absorb their destiny, I can naturally assimilate their world's essence as well. Without the Lord of Destiny, the Garden of Destiny is like a skeleton without a skeleton; it will crumble with the slightest push."

The fake old man rubbed his chin, seemingly pondering how to make the young man fully understand.

"Let me give you an example you can understand."

"I remember you played Dark Souls, right?"

Qianyu was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting those two words to come out of the mouth of a higher-dimensional being.

The fake father completely ignored Qianyu's expression and continued explaining on his own.

"The assimilation process is equivalent to forcibly transporting the core characters from another game, along with fragments of their world, into this world."

"Just like Dark Souls 1 and Dark Souls 2, they take place in different eras and places, and the characters are completely different, but they share the same worldview."

"And I embody that worldview."

Chiyu understood.

What this guy wanted him to do was essentially to be a cross-server intruder.

Intruding into someone else's world, bringing back the protagonist's soul and fragments of that world, and having the world's will piece it together into the existing map like building with Lego bricks.

The entire process is exactly the same as in Dark Souls, where you invade someone else's world and then kill the host.

The only difference is that the scale has been upgraded from "one player against one player" to "one time traveler against an entire dimension".

Chapter 264 Speed ​​Run Daily Episode

The shared worldview mode of Dark Souls III is clear to Qianyumener.

By the time of the third generation, all that remained of Gwyn, the first Lord of Lordran, was ashes and legend. All the gods, kingdoms, and names had been forgotten and worn away in countless cycles of reincarnation.

But they never disappeared; they simply blended into the background of the new era in another way.

Applying this model to the proposal of world will...

What it aims to do is to shatter and rebuild all the original independent dimensional worlds, such as "My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU," "Saekano: How to Raise a Boring Girlfriend," "Puella Magi Madoka Magica," "Jackie Chan Adventures," and "Ultraman Tiga," along with many other worlds that Chiba Mirai encounters, into a single, grand, shared worldview.

And Qianyu is that hammer.

After fully digesting the information, Qianyu made a deduction.

"Since you can forcibly mold these completely unrelated anime and manga worlds into what they are now..."

"Then you must have successfully devoured a massive number of dimensional worlds?"

The World Will shook its head, admitting that this was not the case.

"I forcibly dragged many worlds into this map and crammed them together. But that's all it is, crammed together."

"Currently, my own abilities are stuck. It's like a snake swallowing an elephant, its belly is about to burst, but it can't complete the final digestion and absorption."

It pointed at Qianyu.

"That's why I need you to break down their barriers so that I can swallow them."

The metaphor is truly disgusting.

Qianyu mentally muttered a complaint, but didn't say it aloud.

The fake father seemed to think he had laid enough groundwork, and then changed the subject.

"However, before we discuss cooperation, I need to address a more pressing issue with you."

Qianyu frowned. "What is it?"

"Your previous actions have completely disrupted the balance between good and evil in this timeline."

Can't it be fixed?

"It can't be repaired." The fake old man shook his head. "Once the foundation of Yin and Yang is broken, it's too late to try and fix it. The only way is to send you back."

The fake father raised his hand, and a blinding white light began to gather in his palm.

"It means that you were transported back to the point in time when the balance between good and evil had not yet collapsed. To be specific, it was the morning you returned to the real world after you had altered the history books."

The white light grew stronger and stronger, illuminating the entire hall in every detail.

Before you leave, let me give you some advice.

The fake father's voice became ethereal in the light.

"Take it easy this time you reopen it. Don't accidentally blow up the whole world again. I don't want to have to switch containers again."

The surrounding sulfur smell dissipated instantly, and a blinding white light burst forth once more.

A strong sense of dizziness from a spatial distortion hit Qianyu's head.