In an instant, the largest harvest area disappeared.
There are still 117 entities, but each one is unique to its world.
Originally, I was going to call them humans, but there’s a creature that looks like a whale and one that resembles an octopus, so calling them by the unit "life" doesn’t quite fit.
Anyway.
I’ve thoroughly examined the mories of those I gained after swallowing a whole world.
But this took quite a bit of ti.
It was the mont when the harvesters increased the most in the first world.
Since I was watching all the harvesters at once, the ti it took to increase was strange, especially considering the numbers increased.
I could make an assumption.
Let’s start with a simple assumption.
There were too many of them.
All life forms fell to the ground, really.
If you don’t know, you start classifying them.
Insects have light but no warmth.
Rocks have light too. No, but when the glass bottle broke, it seed like almost everything material just disappeared?
But if they’re small enough for human eyes to miss, they seem to have no light. If they had light, humans would be sparkling with it.
Single-celled organisms or bacteria have no light.
It seems that having a nervous system is a condition, but let’s just assu that for now.
Then, once they beco animals, light is a given. But warmth varies from animal to animal.
Small animals may have large light and lots of warmth, while large animals may have small light and little warmth.
If you categorize animals, those that appear more intelligent have more warmth.
Of course, there are exceptions, but on average, humans have the most warmth. They have a high minimum and maximum point.
But they’re not the highest. There are beings with greater light and warmth. Half of them were once beasts. But they gained intelligence and special powers.
According to the fading man’s mories, the closest to them would be monsters?
But they can’t mate with the species they originally ca from. And they don’t necessarily have to eat humans to survive.
Of course, there are those with strange sexual desires who marry other species or even humans.
If you look only at the amount of warmth, they surpass ordinary humans by ten tis, but conversely, the amount is sothing that ten ordinary humans can gather by praying.
Hmm. But if there are too many harvesters, the glass bottle will break, so should I target this side?
I’ll place them as candidates for harvesters.
I thought about using the contract docunt, as the Outer God Church nad it, but if I suddenly expand it like before and the world falls…
If it falls, heh.
No.
Hmm.
Honestly, it was amazing.
But no. I’m so drawn to it.
What should I do?
I still need to forget. You know that you can’t gain much like that.
I think about the ga the faded man used to play often.
It was called a folk ga, played by many people, but like a folk ga, it quickly fades away.
It has sothing called population. There’s a limit to how many you can govern.
It should be like that, placing limits.
Cheap and easy ones, strong and expensive ones.
Just like Rebecca did, creating a universal religion is not the way. A more secretive and dark secret society is the answer.
This is appropriate.
In the first world, there were secret societies too. The remnants of the Holy God Church were still around, moving diligently. Rebecca had secretly experinted with summoning magic and was organizing the data, preparing to bring down the Outer God Church.
Now, it’s too late.
But there were unexpectedly many secret societies.
Of course, there were no global organizations, but at least at the village or city level, there were quite a few.
There were also vigilante groups.
But for now, I can do that after rising or once the number of people increases.
Currently, there’s only one way to influence other worlds.
If soone accidentally falls to the bottom of the surface, I can grab them and turn them into a Harvester. Now, I can turn them into a Harvester without making the world explode.
Then, they gain strength and sotis special abilities, changing their life.
But those who’ve experienced the bottom use only the thods from the bottom.
It’s a way that will inevitably hit a wall sowhere. Violence is powerful, but without wisdom, you can’t go far. And those who have experienced too much horror find it difficult to accept others.
Then, they’re left alone to fall.
Just because you beco a Harvester doesn’t an you beco a flawless superhuman.
Even if you have the wisdom to overco that, unfortunately, no one has a family.
The abilities I currently possess aren’t organically connected. I wish I could create an environnt where they can imdiately summon once they beco Harvesters.
At the very least, I wish there was a function to increase the number of Harvesters.
It’s difficult.
People who are deeply despairing. No, intelligent beings can beco Harvesters.
If I insert Yasle’s mory for about ten years, they can summon .
By thinking about and reading the contract docunt, they can create Harvesters.
Perhaps compromise is necessary.
Or maybe it’s the order.
The first step is fixed.
Make those who approach the surface into Harvesters. That’s the first step.
The next step should be adjusted.
After that, should they not imdiately insert Yasle’s mories, but instead, make them recite the contract?
When you think about it, this is the Blessing Agent.
You insert the advertisent that says you can receive blessings when you read this sentence and send the contract docunt to the head of the Harvester.
For now, let’s try to increase the number of Harvesters.
Waiting for light to fall near the surface would take too long.
Besides, there’s still a lot to do above. I need to try more to learn more.
But instead of being too greedy, let’s build it up step by step.
I’ve been doing well until now, haven’t I?
So, I did that.
There are still many mories I haven’t processed, but with ti, I’ll solve them slowly.
There are quite a few organisms, many of them. Since microorganisms have no warmth, I can’t just throw them away, but through microorganisms, I can see a world on the brink of destruction, so I can’t discard them yet.
Since I can multitask, I’ll analyze them slowly.
I looked up.
The light is floating in the sky.
I once thought that there was light scattered sparsely. There was light moving close to .
But now I know.
Literally, this sky is a night sky. Above, there’s a universe.
Countless small stars gather to form galaxies, and galaxies form galaxy clusters. Really, there are innurable lights floating.
But there’s sothing different from the night sky we see from a planet.
Here, the universe is flat.
So might be shocked, but it’s actually true.
I’m infinitely spread out. I don’t even know if there’s an end or not.
Because there are no sides. All the light is above . I once thought I might be a sphere, but I realized after reaching out that I wasn’t.
I could see arms rising from every direction.
There’s no curvature from the beginning.
Is death really possible?
I forcefully push the fading man’s voice, which arose as a fleeting question in my head, and ponder how I can get warmth.
I’m inserting the advertisent and giving the contract docunt.
Since once connected, we can speak in our own languages, there’s no need for translation.
Hmm.
Hmm.
No matter how long I wait, it doesn’t increase.
Soone definitely said it. They clearly spoke the contract docunt.
But I failed. Even though soone who isn’t a Harvester tried to follow, they failed.
What is this? Is there a condition?
For example, should I have visited that world at least once?
Failures keep happening.
Do I have to wait for an innocent era again?
Should I wait for soone like Yasle to randomly pick it? How many attempts will it take?
How long do I have to wait?
If ti is divided infinitely, I think I can definitely rise.
But does that an I have to wait for that ti?
How?
I still clearly feel the heat in my mind.
Clink.
Huh?
The thread has co down. It’s not from the Harvester. It’s different from Yasle or Hyungkeshni’s magic that resembled a fishing line.
But before I could think, I grabbed it.
I couldn’t let the opportunity pass.
It wasn’t a thin thread, but more like a piece of cloth.
That cloth pulled up.
Up. Up. Again, up.
Beyond the quickly passing glass bottle, which I wasn’t connected to, I glanced and entered it.
And I opened my eyes.
I only opened one eye. Because I didn’t have one eye.
My body is twisted and bound by countless cloths. The cloth is wet and blocks my breathing. Through the many layers of cloth, I faintly hear sounds.
Purple fanatic, the chaos of the four seasons.
They call by that na. Another cult, I suppose? I hear murmurs, but the language this body knows doesn’t seem to be one of them.
I tried to raise my arm. But it was blocked by the wet cloth. Wait, is it there? I tried to wiggle my fingers and toes, but the cloth is pressing against them. This is clearly paranoia-level binding.
More than anything, it’s frustrating because I can’t breathe. This ti, I’ll completely rebuild the body.
Ugh.
I’m taller than Rebecca Rolf. But this body is almost like a woman with a solid body. She used to have black hair and slightly yellowish skin, but now she has purple hair and white skin.
Cracks in all directions as the wet cloth is sucked into the cracks. With a creaking sound, the cloth devours the pillar it’s tied to.
I stopped making imaginary things real, fearing that this world might break like last ti.
I looked ahead.
No, why can’t I see from just one side?
Ah, don’t I still have an eye?
Sothing’s stuck. Should I say it’s blocked? Sothing’s trying to claim ownership, so I pressed it down and restored my eye.
Then, I greeted the people with both eyes.
"Hello."
The people around bowed to with the words "Purple fanatic, the chaos of the four seasons." This body seems to be the victim again.
Heh.
Still, I’ve returned to the world again.
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