Chapter 1187 - 477: Little World (Part 3)
He was trying to let them return to memory, or at least be able to grow and learn again like children, to become like normal souls, instead of the current muddle-headed daze.
Like the wraith road once depicted in books, drifting aimlessly.
"Right, how’s the latest batch of Soul-Host Puppets working out?" Alka asked.
After all, the earlier Soul-Host Puppets had basically all been custom-made for Lucilia.
Custom-made things and mass-produced things inevitably have certain technical incompatibilities.
So over these years Alka had also made some adjustments, at least to make them more suitable for the general public.
Lumina, hearing this question, nodded, a rarely seen smile appearing on her face: "They’re very suitable, Your Majesty. The matching rate with almost everyone can basically be maintained above the minimum of 80%.
And although the newly added functions are quite strange, they’re very useful for everyone."
Hearing this level of compatibility, Alka finally nodded. At least it was a basic level of matching that wouldn’t cause people’s souls to distort.
Or rather, it infinitely extended the time before any distortion would occur.
And in this world, They only entered the Soul-Host Puppets when needed, to experience the lives they had once forgotten.
For example, eating and drinking.
As for the sleep of souls—who was Alka? A dead man of the Dream Realm. Even if They were souls, Alka could use special means to make them sleep.
With the Soul-Host Puppets, those previously wraith-like states gradually stabilized and returned, as if they were still in human form.
As for the latter part of her words, Alka chose to ignore it.
"Get back to work. If you need anything, you can tell me, and I’ll consider it as appropriate." As Alka spoke, he prepared to leave.
At this moment, the old man beside them, Lumina’s teacher, walked over and handed him a small booklet.
"These are collected feedback and opinions."
Looking at the small booklet, Alka tried his best not to let his expression change, took it with a smile, then immediately left.
He soon arrived at a vast grassland, with no sign of human presence.
It was very far from the only two gathering points in this small world.
He waved his hand lightly, making the slightly bright light in the sky dim down a bit.
Too much brightness interfered with his thoughts.
Sixth Stage already.
The Mirror floated out from his body, followed by the pink Crystal Ball, the silver coin, the small world’s core, and six cards of different colors.
These were his Treasures, orbiting around him.
Sixth Stage.
At this stage, one could begin to perfectly control Scepter Level Treasures. It was also from this stage onward that one possessed the qualification to wield Crown Level Treasures.
Just having stepped into the Sixth Stage, Alka could already blend four kinds of Elements, something he hadn’t been able to do in the Fifth Stage.
This was a necessary requirement.
With practice, throughout the entire Sixth Stage, Alka could gradually fuse six attributes together perfectly and freely.
Coupled with being able to perfectly control two Scepter Level Treasures, a total of five Treasures, they could practically be cross-fitted with one another to produce different effects.
Thinking of this, Alka closed his eyes, leaving only the six Elemental Cards by his side.
The Elemental Cards radiated their respective elemental auras and drifted up into the air. Under Alka’s control, six passages connecting to the outside appeared.
And the entire world began to show certain changes.
Massive amounts of Magic Power were drawn in, then converted into six different Elements, which began gathering and dispersing throughout the world.
Relying on an easier control over the world, Alka began deliberately gathering these Elements in different places.
The ground across the entire small world was a blanket of green grass, which was far too monotonous.
It was time to make a change.
At the edge of the land, in a corner, a towering Mountain Peak jutted straight up into the clouds.
On top of the Mountain Peak, a stream of water gushed out. Huge volumes of water gathered into a majestic waterfall that cascaded down. These waters would converge, then wind and spread across the entire land.
They would gather into lakes and rivers, adding another touch of vitality to this world.
There was no need to fear that these gathered water Elements would flow into the area where the Stone Forest lay, because that area had long been under Isolation from other Elements.
The flowing water would add even more brilliance to this world.
More Mountain Peaks rose up, one after another, stretching on endlessly. Snowflakes drifted down, and the surrounding depressions formed lakes, which then froze into blocks of ice.
Cold winds howled here, driving the air, the snow forming a field of pure chill.
Gales roared, sweeping across the entire world.
A dry, scorching heat began to spread through the air; the temperature here was no longer unchanging.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared, yet there were no gloomy dark clouds, nor any drifting white clouds.
Compared to a normal world, it was still lacking in some ways.
Perhaps he could have Ulu Liwus add more clouds to this world, speeding up the process of its recovery.
To have this actual world fully restored was a long and arduous task.
However, Alka himself had never intended to completely restore this world into a state identical to the outside.
The six portals dissolved, and the six Elemental Cards returned into his body.
The Mirror Surface emerged.
Alka remained seated cross-legged on the ground, eyes still closed.
Suddenly, his entire body flipped, as if falling into the surface of water, entering the reverse side of the world.
His inverted body entered the reverse world.
This was the Mirror World spreading through the entire small world, identical in size to the world outside.
It was equivalent to doubling the area of the world, but this was, after all, the reverse side; there would inevitably be differences from the real world.
Moreover, the Mirror World was bizarre and fantastical, with clouds and mists of all colors drifting about, their hues twisted.
It was like a scene straight out of a Dream Realm.
This place had long since been transformed by Alka into a Dream Realm.
In this world, the Dream Realm and reality were tightly pressed together, with only a single layer of solid glass separating them.
Reality and the Dream Realm were not as distant from each other as in the real outside world.
After all, this was his world.
And within the Dream Realm of this small world—
floated a Treasure Vault.