Chapter 968: Chapter 968: Giving the “Little Garden” a Small Shock
Hestia’s residence.
Shiki Ryougi casually turned the model in her hands.
"Giving them three extra months to prepare should be enough, right?"
A closer look at the model revealed it to be the foundational framework of a world’s construction.
In truth, the underlying structure of the world had been completed long ago.
For the three people present, creating a world was never a difficult task. Even more so when all they were doing was imitating a world similar to a "Miniature World." Building the base structure was astonishingly fast. It was nothing like the months they had just claimed it would require.
"It should be enough. They need time to adapt. Even ordinary people need time to prepare themselves mentally for a world shared by two."
Bell picked up where Shiki Ryougi left off.
He wasn’t deliberately dragging things out. Ordinary people in both worlds needed time to prepare. And beyond humans, the gods also needed time to form factions and alliances. That was the real reason for the three-month delay.
"Besides, I also need to put on a bit of a display over there. Otherwise, the attention from the ’Miniature World’ will definitely shift toward us."
"Are you sure this is really okay?"
Meteria frowned deeply. She still felt this choice was far from reliable.
"It’s fine."
Bell knew full well that the decision was risky. Still, he was certain that the "Miniature World" wouldn’t be willing to accept his existence either. More than that, he already had enough standing to thoroughly disgust those people. Three digits alone were proof enough.
"Mother doesn’t need to worry too much. Like I said before, the ’Miniature World’ is a shelter where gods flee from the ’Final Human Trial.’ They won’t bring in the most dangerous individual, because they don’t want to stir up that much trouble.
"And there’s something else you need to understand, Mother. The ’Miniature World’ can be abandoned and rebuilt at any time. But do they have the right to remake ’Human History’?"
"Only when they’re faced with a problem that leaves them no choice will they behave and act according to our expectations.
"Everything will unfold exactly as predicted. No matter how reckless someone is, when there’s no room for choice, they won’t pick the worst possible option.
"Because the worst option is suicide."
Seeing that Bell had already thought through every possibility, Metria’s tightly furrowed brow finally eased.
"Very well. But don’t go too far."
"Yeah. I’ll be right back."
Bell stood up from the sofa. In that instant, his entire body was wrapped in a black coat, everything concealed by "Hidden." Yet the single banner left behind by that person still fluttered behind him.
Gone.
"Crack!"
Space shattered.
Bell stepped forward, passing through the shell of the world and into the outside.
Beyond the world lay an utterly pitch-black and terrifying region, as if the surrounding darkness could swallow everything that existed.
And Bell walked straight through that darkness.
He raised his head toward the dazzling light in the distance and clearly saw it, a massive, radiant box.
"Heh. Let’s have some fun."
The banner behind Bell erupted with blinding light. At the same time, it was as though a box had opened around him, enveloping his entire body in brilliant, cosmic starlight.
...
"!!!"
Both the Upper Floors and Lower Floors of the Miniature World were struck by a massive upheaval.
A gigantic banner instantly covered the entire sky. The disturbance originating from "Human History" began to move like enormous gears, producing a harsh "clack-clack-clack" as the whole Miniature World was plunged into terror and despair.
Just as the Miniature World was about to descend into chaos, the Double-Digits intervened.
An authority beyond the ordinary shrouded the heavens, forcibly halting the Miniature World’s operation and temporarily averting the arrival of true despair.
Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, several Double-Digits appeared at the same time.
"What’s going on? What’s going on? Why has the Zoroastrian banner appeared again?"
Before anyone else could speak, the silver-haired loli who had arrived earliest reacted the strongest.
"And the Miniature World’s reaction is this intense. Did ’Human History’ undergo a violent fluctuation too? This isn’t a point of historical transition. How did things end up like this?"
"We even thought the ’Decadent Wind’ was about to descend."
As she spoke, the silver-haired loli couldn’t help patting her completely unremarkable chest in fear.
"..."
The others exchanged glances, a trace of lingering dread flashing through their eyes.
What had just happened truly had caused a disturbance in "Human History," even drawing a bit of attention from the "Decadent Wind."
"A truly insane move."
The great monk shook his head, the Sanskrit chanting from his mouth rippling with heavy resonance.
"Definitely a lunatic."
Even Krishna, who was often labeled a madman himself, couldn’t help complaining about such reckless behavior.
"Someone outside the Miniature World deployed a ’Simulated Star Creation Chart’ and deliberately revealed themselves, forcing the Miniature World to observe them.
"If the Miniature World continues observing, that person will inevitably be pulled inside. Once that happens, the end will descend immediately."
"Holy shit!"
The silver-haired loli couldn’t help swearing. She never imagined someone could be this insane.
...
"That person’s out of their mind!"
Even Krishna felt that the individual was completely mad. He had been scared half to death just now.
"Where’s the boss? Why hasn’t the boss shown up yet?"
The silver-haired loli looked around anxiously, searching for those two familiar figures.
"As for the Twin Goddesses, she went to look for answers... ...... Hmm, she’s back."
As soon as Krishna finished speaking, two loli-shaped girls appeared.
Their expressions were icy, colder than frost. At this moment, the aura around the two of them was chilling, even colder than usual.
Seeing their boss like that, the silver-haired loli shivered and instinctively took a few steps back.
"Well? Who exactly is that person?"
Krishna couldn’t help asking, and the question immediately drew the twin lolis’ frigid gazes.
In the end, they still ground out an answer through clenched teeth.
"A madman!"
"A madman who carries the darkness of ’Human History’ while bearing hope, fulfilling Zoroastrian ’Dualism of Good and Evil.’"
"Once pulled into the Miniature World, he can immediately ascend to the ’Final Trial of Humanity’ as a Double-Digit."
"Representing ’Human History,’ possessing the Human Spiritual Rank, and possibly even the Spiritual Rank of a ’Savior.’"
The Twin Goddesses spoke each line slowly and heavily. By the end of it, every Double-Digit present had gone pale with dread.
This was genuinely a madman.
Even the great monk stopped chanting "Amitabha Buddha." If he kept chanting, he felt like he’d become "Amitabha Buddha" himself.
