"Amazing, truly amazing!"
Zhu Zhengwei ignored the fury of the emperor and fell into deep thought.
"It's quite interesting indeed."
These words, while seemingly laughable, actually represent a significant possibility.
Because Zhu Zhengwei knew in his heart that the "Dream World" was undergoing self-expansion, self-growth, forming various patterns.
It was like a "virtual game program" running among his servers, a program with its own growth, constantly writing code and developing itself.
It was like an embryo of a dream tree being born, nurtured, and growing.
There is indeed a firewall similar to the "Celestial Dao."
"It's not just the inherent firewall of the world, ready to wipe out the Elf Race; I, too, indeed have this intention, to kill the donkey once the grinding is done."
He appeared very calm,
