"This is a small investment."
Atabia said, "Even though I'm in a phase of rapid growth, I'll eventually hit a bottleneck. It's not like I can reach the end by just staying in seclusion and cultivating. I need to prepare for the bottleneck period, explore, and study other forces..."
And the Emperor could be a good investment.
If it succeeds, I can gain favor, and if it fails, I won't lose anything since it's just a small help on the side.
Besides, Atabia has a feeling in the dark.
Time seems to be the cornerstone for other first-level gods, birthing other authoritative laws...
Perhaps the present time may help birth true space.
...
Poof.
The Emperor opened his eyes; after the seven thousandth simulation, he finally saw a pleasant result.
[You were caught in malicious commercial competition and began battling the Fire Rope God. Blood kept spurting from within you, dyeing the earth. The spurted blood turned into space fragments, scattering across the land.]
