A chat group for a certain tower warlock

Yarman and Mostima stood still, staring intently at the images before them. They could understand one-dimensional, two-dimensional, and three-dimensional images, but when the images reached four dimensions, they could only remember them. When the images reached five dimensions or higher, they couldn't even remember them.

The two of them were simply standing there watching Nicholas draw and show off his skills, nodding incessantly.

“Yalman, can you understand it?” Mostima leaned closer to him and patted him on the shoulder. “What on earth is your mom drawing? It looks so profound.”

"Can't you understand?" Yarman looked at her strangely and asked seriously, "Then why are you nodding?"

"...Can you understand it?"

"Me? I don't understand it either!" Yarman nodded proudly. He could only barely make out that the diagram was somewhat similar to the life chart that Nicholas had manifested before. It should be a diagram about the laws of life. As for the specific meaning of those lines, he didn't know either!

"You don't know! Then why are you nodding!"

“Even you, who travels through time and space, have nodded. If I don’t nod, wouldn’t that make me look stupid?” Yarman retorted matter-of-factly. As a professional, how could he face a non-professional who surpassed him in his field of expertise?

Mostima was speechless upon hearing his words. Both of them assumed the other could understand, and they kept nodding in agreement. Only when the tide receded did they realize that the other was also swimming naked.

Well, it was pretty awkward.

"You, how can you pretend to know everything when you don't!" Mostima slapped Yarman in embarrassment and annoyance.

"Am I supposed to openly shout, 'I just don't understand, so what!' You know you don't understand, so why don't you keep it to yourself!" Yarman frowned slightly and replied in a low voice.

"Besides, aren't you just pretending to know what you don't?"

"Shut up!"

Just as the two were flirting, Nicholas stopped what she was doing. She looked at the two people opposite her who were already embracing each other and frowned slightly in displeasure.

It wasn't that she was unhappy that the two of them were chatting while she was putting so much effort into drawing. She knew that the two of them definitely wouldn't understand what she was drawing, and even if they nodded on the surface, they would only be pretending to understand!

She was actually dissatisfied with Mostima. She couldn't understand how her own daughter had been taken by that pig, and judging from her daughter's appearance, she seemed quite happy about it. It was really outrageous!

Sigh, what am I even thinking about all day long?!

Nicholas shook her head helplessly. She was starting to regret it. She should have forced Yarman to stay by her side and nurture him instead of letting him go back. Now look what happened, her tender sapling had grown crooked!

"Cough cough cough~~!"

"Ah! Mother!" Yarman immediately stood up straight and looked at Nicholas, who was staring at the two of them. Mostima, who was standing to the side, also immediately released Yarman and stood properly to the side.

Looking at the two of them, Nicholas sighed again. She stretched out her tentacles and pulled Yarman to her side, pointing to the mysterious image in the void. "This is the original Tree of Life diagram that has been stripped of the unique laws of our world. Once you memorize it, just go back and build the laws of life according to this!"

"Uh..." Yarman looked at the complex image in front of him, which made his brain feel like it was going to explode just by looking at it, and said helplessly, "Mother, I can't remember it!"

“I know you can’t remember it! It’s okay, I’ll help you remember it!” Nikolai said without any surprise. Even in the Cthulhu world, there are no more than twenty Outer Gods in total who can remember this image. Yarman is just an old branch, so it would be a miracle if he could remember it!

"You'll help me remember? How? By modifying my brain?"

You'll find out soon enough!

As he spoke, a tentacle suddenly struck him hard on the head, instantly reverting him to his original form. Before he could react, two more tentacles reached out and firmly grasped him. Then, another tentacle emerged and gently sliced ​​open the large eyeball at the center of his body, revealing the laws and life essence within.

"Ahhhhhh!"

The pain of his primordial essence being severed made him scream, but his body, firmly held in place, could not move.

Ignoring his painful screams, Nicholas picked up the life tree array that had solidified into a physical form and forcefully shoved it into his core, squeezing out the cluster of laws within the core and forcefully inserting it into the center of the core!

"Thud!"

Withdrawing the tentacle, Nicholas casually sewed up the torn crack again, released the tentacle that had been holding him, and looked at the lifeless Yarman lying on the ground. She said calmly, "This is how you remember it. It's written directly into your essence, so you can remember it, right?"

"Even if you die, you'll never forget it. How about that? Not a bad idea, right?"

“…That’s great, your method is so clever!” Yarman responded, lying motionless on the ground, waves of pain surging through his core, preventing him from transforming into human form.

Looking at Yarman still lying on the ground, Nicholas frowned slightly. "Your spirit is too weak. Even if you're not an Outer God, your spiritual strength isn't even among the top of the Dominators."

"Your spirit is like a pile of cotton; it looks big, but it's actually all bark and no bite, all show and no bite."

“This is a core ripped open! Mother.” Yalman floated up with a bitter smile, transforming back into human form. He leaned against Mostima, who came to support him. “A core ripped open—that’s a serious injury, no matter where you are!”

Seeing his half-dead state, Nicholas became even angrier. She said bluntly, "Look at Abhos, who was just punished. He was cut up like that, but he didn't utter a sound!"

Him? He wasn't just silent; he was in so much pain he was practically dead! When someone's been cut to the point of shock, they're barely breathing; how could they possibly make a sound?

Looking at the silent Yarman, Nicholas shook her head helplessly. The child had grown up, his wings had hardened, and he was no longer obedient.

"You... never mind, have you rested enough? If you're rested, we'll go to the Pantheon." Nicholas said calmly, looking at him. They had finished discussing personal matters, and now it was time to talk about some official business between the two worlds.

Upon hearing this, Yarman mustered his spirits. He knew that they were about to discuss matters between the two worlds!

"Alright, Mother, let's go!"

Chapter 165: The Stowaway Who Came to Terra via a Spatial Portal

Walking slowly down the corridor of the Pantheon, Yarman shook his head and sighed helplessly. He had expected to come here to discuss business, but he hadn't expected that nothing would be accomplished. It wasn't that he didn't want to talk, but he had no leverage and no place to cooperate.

Opportunities came crashing down on me like a storm, but I dodged them all.

"You seem really down!" a voice came from the side.

Yarman glanced at Mostima, who had somehow appeared beside him, and nodded with a wry smile. "Disappointed? Of course I am, but it's to be expected. Terra is too small. There's no place where we can cooperate with them. Even if I brought out the Originium Law Proportion Chart, it was to no avail."

"Just as we wouldn't cooperate with a single-continent world, how could a vast world cooperate with us? Alas, if I gain it, I'm lucky; if I lose it, it's fate."

Seeing the helpless Yarman, Mostima had no way to comfort him. She simply stood beside him and walked slowly with him through the vast golden temple.

"Really, there was absolutely nothing to show for it?" Mostima couldn't help but ask.

“A gain? Yes, there is.” Yarman stopped and shook off his wide, golden cloak, which was embroidered with an array of emerald green Trees of Life on the back. “I’ve gained this one.”

"This is..."

“The robes of the gods,” Yarman explained calmly. “Every outer god in the Pantheon possesses a unique cloak. Thanks to my mother, I also have my own seat in the Pantheon, and I can receive one ten-thousandth of the world’s development achievements each year.”

"Outer God? But you are the Old One!"

“But my mother is one of the three primordial pillar gods.” Yarman shook his robe again, pointing to the Tree of Life array behind him. “Moreover, the Tree of Life array is already imprinted in my origin, so there are no obstacles on my path to becoming an Outer God, so I can also be considered an Outer God.”

"...Were there any other gains?"

“This is the apology Nyarlathotep gave us before.” Yarman took out a small cube from his pocket. “If we put this back into our universe, our universe will officially become a complete planetary-class universe, instead of an awkward planetary-class universe with only two planets.”

"So this time you did manage to get something out of it, didn't you?" Mostima smiled, looking at the small cube in front of her. "You just wanted more and didn't get any."

"That's true, but... never mind, greed knows no bounds." Yarman shook his head, dispelling the remaining fantasy in his mind. Reaching the top in one step is unrealistic; he still had to take it one step at a time!

Looking at Yarman beside him, Mostima asked, "So what do we do next?"

"Everything's settled, let's prepare to return!" Arman arrived at the outermost level of the Pantheon, gazing at the deep starry sky and majestic celestial bodies before him. Suddenly, a surge of emotion welled up within him. Pointing to the stars, he said earnestly, "Just watch, one day, our world will be like this!"

"One day, I will make our world's sky full of stars, and there will be no more darkness!"

After saying that, he calmly tore open the return travel ticket and led Mostima into the shining time portal. Just as the time portal was about to close, a black shadow suddenly flashed past, following behind the two of them. As the time portal disappeared, it slipped into the time portal.

"We'll see each other again soon, Nicholas's boy!"

Inside the Pantheon, Nyarlathotep, sensing that his clone had successfully entered the portal, flashed an excited and eerie smile. Just as he was about to disappear, a thread of the law of life bound him.

"Do you think I'm blind?" Nicholas tugged at the silk thread, coldly watching him prepare to flee. "Do you want to die?"

"Hehehe! Of course not, but... can you stop me?" Nyarlathotep laughed as he looked at Nicholas, his figure gradually becoming transparent before disappearing into the void. When it comes to escaping, no one can beat him!

"...You'd better not get caught by me!"

…………

Terraworld, Emperor of Life, Laboratory.

"Boom!"

The two figures appeared in the room. Yarman took out a small cube from his pocket. Just as he was about to put it down, he suddenly stopped and looked around as if searching for something.

"What are you doing again?" Mostima asked, frowning slightly as he looked at Yarman, who was searching for something.

Yarman slowly stopped. He had felt something strange had followed them in, but even with his full sensory awareness, he couldn't find anything unusual.

Could my intuition be wrong? Surely not!

"Fine, just pretend I suddenly went crazy," Yarman shrugged and said calmly. He searched again, but still found nothing.

As he spoke, he picked up the small cube, infused it with energy, tore open a spatial rift in the air, and threw the cube into the real universe. "I'll unzip and install this installation package first!"

As the spatial rift opened, the figure that had come through the portal moved again, attaching itself to the small cube and heading into the real universe. The whole process was without any abnormalities!

“Nicholas’s boy, you’re still too young! The waters of world travel are too deep for you to handle! Even the world has developed like this. Come, see how your uncle… your great-uncle operates! You’re welcome!”

The figure grinned wickedly and silently followed the little cube into the real universe, heading towards the most vibrant planet in the entire world, Terra!

Sitting on the sofa, Yarman frowned slightly. He had a feeling that something was wrong, as if disaster was about to strike at any moment, or as if good fortune was about to fall from the sky.

"What's wrong with you again?" Mostima asked with concern as she sat down beside him.

“No, I just feel like something’s off.” Yarman put his arm around Mostima, took a deep breath, and frowned as he said, “I have a feeling that our world is going to develop in a very strange way in the future!”

“How come you see?”

“My intuition!” Yarman looked at Mostima in his arms and said earnestly, “Just a simple intuition, my premonition, without any reason whatsoever!”

“I think… instead of worrying based on intuition, we should first prepare to continue developing our world,” Mostima said earnestly. “I remember you said the Dreamlands were about to open!”

“Yes, it’s starting tomorrow!” Yarman nodded, stood up, and walked into the laboratory. “We’re going to be busy from now on. So many planets need to have their own servers set up.”

"A lot? Oh, right, a bunch just arrived."

“Yes, that’s fourteen more planets,” Yarman said calmly. “I’ll also arrange an ecosystem for each of these planets.”

"You want them all? Why?"

"Because we only have sixteen planets in total, if each one cannot have an ecosystem and a large number of organisms, how can the world of Terra develop?"

"Also, call the doctor over for me. I have something to discuss with him."

"Okay!"

Chapter 166: The Dream Realm Officially Opens, A New Era Arrives

"The Dream Realm is about to open?" The Doctor slowly walked into the laboratory, watching Yarman constantly sliding and pressing the cursor in front of the control panel. "Wasn't it supposed to be tomorrow?"

"Look at the time yourself!" Yarman said without looking up. He was still adjusting the law ratios and Originium content on various planets to ensure that the tentacles of the Dream Realm could reach every corner of the world, while also ensuring that the Originium concentration was not so high that life could not survive.

The professor turned to look at the wall clock. "11:50... Do you mean it will start precisely at midnight?"

"Of course, what time did you think it would be? Tomorrow afternoon at four o'clock?"

"Actually, it's not bad, is it?"

"...I can't be bothered with you." Yarman confirmed the law ratio and Originium content one last time, pressed the confirm button, took two steps back, sat down in a chair, and said calmly, "Go, get me a glass of wine."

"You called me here just for this?" the doctor said, somewhat displeased. He turned around and pointed to the mess of bottles and jars in front of him. "Which one is the wine?"

"The tallest one at the very back."

"But this is empty. Is there anything else?"

"Then forget it." Yarman shook his head helplessly. He just wanted to sit still in his chair and didn't want to go out to get the wine at all. "Come back and sit down."

He sat down next to him, and the doctor leaned back in his chair, just like him, and said casually, "So what did you call me over here for? Don't tell me it's just to get you a drink."

Yarman sat in his chair for a long time before finally saying, "Have you settled things regarding Lin Yi?"

"It's already been proposed, and everyone agreed," the doctor said calmly. "Of course, Lin Yi was definitely against it, so we suspended his group admin position, and then it was approved." As he spoke, he suddenly smiled and looked at Yarman, "So everyone is still afraid of losing money."

“It’s not that I’m afraid of losing money.” Yarman stared at the countdown and said calmly, “It’s that I’m afraid he’ll squander the money, then be unable to pay it back, and then he’ll go astray and end up dragging us down with him.”

The doctor thought for a moment, "That's about right... isn't it?"

“Of course not. The former is at most just collecting debts, but the latter…” Yarman sneered, “is probably about to start a war, and it’s hard to say where the battlefield will be!”

As he spoke, he looked towards the door. "You're here too. Have a seat." A man walked in, holding a bottle of beer, and slowly sat down beside him.

"You called me over in such a hurry?"

Glancing at Mostima beside him, who had just finished speaking and started chugging beer, Yarman stared dazedly at the countdown panel with ten seconds left on it, and said in a daze, "Let's witness this historic moment together!"

"The Dream Realm has opened! A new era has begun!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the scarlet numbers on the panel returned to zero. Instantly, waves of energy, like a tsunami, appeared on the screen, and all the planets in the Terra planetary system lit up with a faint glow. Suddenly, a bright spot appeared in the center of the screen!

The bright spot is so unique that the moment it lights up, all the faint lights on the planets seem to find an outlet, gathering together and connecting with the light shining from the bright spot. Seven-colored light bridges spanning the starry sky are built, and massive amounts of information pass through the light bridges and enter the bright spot.

Information, carrying scattered spiritual energy, surged into the bright spot, where it was stored, accumulated, and condensed. In just a few minutes, an invisible, illusory bright spot solidified and expanded within it, eventually merging with it and connecting to every planet.

The moment the two bright spots merged into one, the light shone brightly, and a massive amount of energy poured into every planet. The faint light on the planets suddenly became incredibly bright, and the scattered faint light intertwined with the faint light of the surrounding planets, eventually slowly forming a stable bridge of light. A giant net appeared in the galaxy!

After the giant net was formed, more energy flowed back into the huge bright spot at the center. The bright spot was immediately invigorated, and endless light shone towards the entire small world. The golden light of the star spread to every corner of the small world!