Chapter 1052: The Consciousness Gestation Technique — Success!

After ‍​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‍the Witch United Club of Witch Academy sounded the horn for revenge and counterattack, the pressure on the Hundred Academies Alliance immediately surged.

Faced ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍with this situation, the three top-tier academies only provided support in the form of extraordinary materials and extraordinary equipment.

As ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍for personally entering the fray?

They ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍did not dare.

Because ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍the assistant instructor named Yang Yuehan had already returned from the Expansion Realm.

After ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍resolving the soul-substance damage caused by the Blood Sacrifice Incident, the current Witch Academy had become something no one dared provoke.

In the words of the wizards, Witch Academy right now was like a mad dog—biting anyone it saw.

And Witch Academy’s first objective was to open a physical passage between Witch Academy’s territory and the Blood Slave Peninsula, ensuring smooth and unobstructed routes.

One thing needed to be stated clearly: academy warfare targeted transcendent academies, not ordinary civilians.

Ordinary society formed the population foundation of the Main World.

Large-scale slaughter of civilians would bring unimaginable disasters to an entire region.

Therefore, academy warfare was a struggle for interests at the student level.

When an academy changed hands, the territory followed suit.

What happened on the Blood Slave Peninsula was more of an accident.

Such indiscriminate blood sacrifice behavior was despised by all academies.

After the incident occurred, even the transcendent wizards of the Wizard Academy only learned about it afterward, shocked to discover that their own students had done something like this.

However, as the saying went, wizards had their own flexible standards of good and evil, along with moral bottom lines.

The wizard apprentices who had led the incident were merely given a few symbolic reprimands and then confined to wizard towers.

At a glance, it was obvious they had learned this approach from Witch Academy.

But that was fine.

The battlefield was an unreasonable negotiating table.

It did not care about reason—only about truth.

Anything that could not be obtained on the battlefield would likewise never be obtained at the negotiating table.

The region separating Witch Academy and the Blood Slave Peninsula was mainly composed of Blood Clan subsidiary academies.

As for the Viscount Blood Clan Academy, those who prided themselves on their noble bloodline naturally did not dare to border Witch Academy directly.

As a result, the subsidiary academies became a natural buffer for the Blood Clan academies.

There were also scattered small extraordinary academies in the surrounding regions.

Although there were many academies in the Main World, their affiliations were, to a certain extent, traceable.

For example, those connected to elves generally belonged to the Aphrodite Forest Elf Academy.

The Beast Academies encompassed many small extraordinary academies.

Originally, they had followed the wizards, but after uniting into the Beast Academies, they became far less obedient.

Academies involving races and bloodlines such as orcs, blood clans, and even dragon bloodlines were basically connected to wizards.

After all, what extraordinary wizards did most often in the void was invade other worlds to strengthen themselves.

Having conquered and absorbed other racial communities was nothing unusual.

As for those with more neutral inclinations—mermaid, fishmen, dwarves, and the like—they followed the Holy Angel race.

With such clearly defined faction divisions in the Main World, Witch Academy was made to look as though it had no allies at all.

When the Witch United Club targeted the Blood Clan subsidiary academies, they discovered many wizard techniques on the battlefield.

Although wizard artifacts from the wizard transcendent system could not normally be used by others, after special modifications, they could still be wielded.

It was not just wizard artifacts.

Powerful alchemical items with a strong wizard style also created major obstacles for Witch Academy.

There were even potions—berserk potions, plague potions, toxic fog potions, and many more—appearing one after another.

Although witch students had many countermeasures against such methods, these still greatly slowed Witch Academy’s advance.

After the Blood Sacrifice Incident, the Witch United Club’ command grew much more cautious and no longer dared to mobilize large groups.

Otherwise, if they were wiped out in one sweep again, they would become a complete joke.

Of course, the real reason the Witch United Club could not move on a large scale was that they had to guard against harassment from the Hundred Academies Alliance.

To further disperse the witches’ offensive, other members of the Hundred Academies Alliance, with “unknown” assistance and funding, continuously harassed Witch Academy across various regions.

In one particularly serious incident, someone even managed to sneak into Magic City and launched a long-range attack against the Curtain Wall.

That individual was immediately eliminated by the Witch Academy Disciplinary squad stationed at the academy.

The body did not even remain.

The reason such incidents occurred was mainly because a single individual was too insignificant compared to an entire territory.

There was no such thing as guarding against thieves day after day.

With an extraordinary concealment technique, who could detect a hidden schemer like that?

Because of these repeated trivial yet draining matters that tied down the Witch United Club’ energy and focus, every step they took felt severely constrained.

And this made them fully realize that standing against the entire world was not something everyone had the resolve to do.

Unlike the tense atmosphere of the Witch United Club.

At this moment, I was living quite comfortably in the instance world.

Although I did not concern myself with joint society affairs, Cleveland still sent me detailed daily reports on everything that happened. It had almost become routine.

Those matters were neither particularly major nor trivial.

But if I personally intervened, it would be a complete waste of effort.

So I remained quite idle.

Either I was perfecting the Consciousness Gestation Technique in the instance world, or I was visiting the Court Of World Forging to exchange insights with the First World Elder about the gestation of Wood Element Grass and Tree Elvess.

Coincidentally, the First World Elder really did have experience in nurturing Wood Element Grass and Tree Elves.

However, after learning the details, I discovered it was not the type of gestation technique I had hoped for.

What I wanted was complete creation from nothing, not following the natural reproduction of the Wood Element Grass and Tree Elves race.

This kind of gestation technique—using an inappropriate analogy—was no different from postnatal care.

Even so, although these materials were not what I wanted, they still offered many macro-level references.

My exchanges with the First World Elder were more about collisions between different ways of thinking.

In her words, even she gained quite a lot from communicating with me.

As for whether she truly gained something or was merely being polite, I did not know.

What I did know was that my progress was extremely smooth.

The Consciousness Gestation Technique—the technique I had placed great hopes upon, the one that would allow me to step into the realm of consciousness—was finally perfected!

I looked at the small, delicate figure emitting the aura of flora, slowly awakening in the palm of my hand.

Her hazy eyes, carrying the purity unique to newborn life, met my gaze.

There was no fear in her eyes—only the curiosity that life possessed after giving birth to the self.

Fear was an instinctive self-protection response when facing danger.

Before I did anything to harm her, she would not know what fear was.

“Aaah… aaah! My good sister! My little sister! You’re finally awake! Heh… hehehe… hehehe.”

Ling Yi watched the “awakened” Wood Element Grass and Tree Elves from the side.

At this moment, she could no longer restrain her excitement and voiced the emotions she had long suppressed.

After venting her feelings, Ling Yi broke into a silly grin that looked almost obsessive.

I—a massive existence from a Wood Element Grass and Tree Elves’s perspective—had not frightened the newborn spirit, but Ling Yi did.

I pushed Ling Yi aside in disgust.

“Ling Yi, what is wrong with you? You look like some perverted big sister seeing an innocent little girl,” I mocked her without hesitation.

“Hehe… huh? D-Do I?”

Ling Yi hurriedly restrained her expression.

“No way!”

“Then tone it down. You scared her.”

“Wah… how could that be? Don’t say that! I still want to be friends with her!”

“Excessive enthusiasm scares people. Wood Element Grass and Tree Elvess are no exception,” I explained.

Then I turned my gaze back to the newborn Wood Element Grass and Tree Elves.

Logically speaking, this Wood Element Grass and Tree Elves should have been able to speak the Main World language from the moment of birth.

Because when I shaped this life, I also used her consciousness as a medium to implant a set of “simulated memories.”

These memories originated from the Main World language contract template.

Of course, this was not forced memory alteration.

These were simulated memories.

The feeling was like something you could forget, yet there was always a set of “memories” in your mind that could be consulted at any time, constantly providing new memory anchors.

Once the individual truly completed language acquisition and turned it into instinct, this simulated memory would dissipate.

This method was inspired by the bloodline memories of ancient glacial ice, but it was not true bloodline memory.

At this moment, the newborn Wood Element Grass and Tree Elves was curious about everything—and equally curious about the unfamiliar memories with a strong sense of presence in her mind.

“Mm… you… who… are you?”

The Wood Element Grass and Tree Elves spoke her first sentence haltingly, according to her own understanding.

“I am the existence that gestated you. You can call me Sister Xiaohan,” I said.

The young spirit tilted her head, seemingly trying to understand what I had said.

I was not in a hurry.

Instead, I turned my head toward Ling Yi, who was still brimming with excitement.

“Hello! Hi there! I’m also a Wood Element Grass and Tree Elves! My name is Ling Yi! I’m older than you, so you have to call me Sister Ling Yi!”

Ling Yi immediately introduced herself, impatiently establishing her “elder sister” status.

“Ling Yi, don’t get so excited. By the way, the newborn Wood Element Grass and Tree Elves doesn’t have a name yet. Can you help think of one?”

I asked.

It was time again for the part I dreaded most—naming.

I felt that all my naming inspiration had been completely exhausted after naming another spirit “Luo Na Fu.”

“Huh? Right! I need to give my new little sister a name! A name… a name… what should it be?”

“You don’t know either?”

I teased.

“Of course I don’t!”

Ling Yi replied confidently, as if there were nothing wrong with that.

Now that she was an “older sister,” even her temperament had become more assertive.

“How about Ling’er?”

I chuckled and said casually.

Ling Yi, Ling’er… 01, 02…

“Huh? Ling’er? That’s a great name!”

Ling Yi immediately felt it sounded wonderful and decisively approved it.

“Yay! Little sister, you have a name now! From today on, Sister Xiaohan and I grant you your new name! From now on, you are Ling’er!”

“Ling’er… I… Ling’er?”

The newborn Wood Element Grass and Tree Elves captured the most important word amid all the chatter.

“That’s right! You’re Ling’er! I’ll call you Ling’er from now on! I’m Ling Yi—call me Sister Ling Yi!”

“Sister… Ling Yi?”

“Yes! Hahaha! I finally have a sister! And one I personally raised! I’m no longer alone!”

Watching the two of them—one laughing nonstop, the other stuttering—I slapped my palm against my forehead.

The secondhand embarrassment was unbearable…

Did Ling Yi really not catch my sarcastic tone?

Still… setting Ling Yi aside, Ling’er was indeed a good name.

It was just that putting them together was… questionable.

After indulging Ling Yi’s antics for a while, the newborn Ling’er quickly adapted to the environment.

After all, she was a Wood Element Grass and Tree Elves, a child of nature.

A simple-minded little one like her naturally had few worries.

Ling Yi only frightened Ling’er once at the beginning.

After that, there were no further issues.

Among Wood Element Grass and Tree Elves, goodwill required no excessive words.

After playing with the two Wood Element Grass and Tree Elvess for a while, I gave them two extraordinary fruits as meeting gifts.

These were all resources seized from what had been allocated to Sunrock Elf Academy.

I still had piles of items stored in my storage equipment.

Some fruits with shorter shelf lives were preserved in boxes using sealing techniques.

I left the celebration to the Wood Element Grass and Tree Elves.

I preferred a more pragmatic mindset.

After creating this new Wood Element Grass and Tree Elves, I had already roughly completed my deductions regarding the “Consciousness Gestation” technique.

However, this was only a single case.

I needed a large number of experiments to continuously verify and optimize the technique.

So Ling Yi would soon gain several more sisters.

Compared to the still-unverified Consciousness Gestation Technique, the Wood Element Grass and Tree Elves gestation technique was relatively more mature.

Even so, I had no intention of initiating the “Natural Spirit Servant Army Plan” yet.

I always knew how to distinguish priorities.

I created the Consciousness Gestation Technique to understand consciousness itself, and then, through that understanding, reverse-engineer racial concepts and consciousness imprints.

Everything was preparation for the Fool’s Dream race.

However, the “byproducts” born in this process genuinely fascinated me.

It was time to return to the Primal Dream Laboratory and meet Fool's Blue and the others.

Now that I had grasped the definition of the Fool’s Dream bloodline, I should have the ability to awaken them.

They had sacrificed too much and invested too much for the Fool’s Dream race.

But in truth…

I missed the feeling of the Fool’s Dream gathering around me.

Fool's Blue and the others were special—at least, they were special to me.