Baiyi pondered the Archmage's question for a long time, so much so that he gave up on his activities in the Modern World and focused entirely on the simulation of the new world. Soon, he came up with a very interesting conclusion.
No matter how he set the rules, as long as he did not interfere in the process, even if he set it in the direction of Utopia at the beginning, where the world was rich in resources, stable in structure, free of natural disasters, and free of all kinds of terrible diseases, after a few thousand years, the world would still return to its normal state. There would be laughter and pain, disasters and miracles, diseases and conflicts would still exist.
Baiyi could not help but chuckle at himself. The evolution of the world was an extremely complex and complicated calculation system. Baiyi could not predict the future accurately with his current level of knowledge, and all his calculations were based on assumptions. Therefore, he could not find out what had caused the world to not develop in the way he had envisioned. Perhaps, a butterfly had flapped its wings, and the world had changed.
'This is the real butterfly effect, right?'
To put it simply, it was not a matter of whether he wanted to have a heavenly world, but whether he could. Even if he watched the development and evolution of the world like a nanny and eliminated all the factors that could cause the world to change, it was useless. Because the act of eliminating the change itself was a change to the world, and he could not predict the consequences of such a change.
Furthermore, this was beyond the limits of his abilities, and he did not want to live such a tiring life in the new world.
No matter how meticulous his calculations were, no matter how realistic the model he had created, the final outcome would only be a little bit useful as a reference. Baiyi could not help but feel a little depressed. He felt that he had overestimated himself by trying to control such a complicated process of evolution.
But this was also a good thing. If the new world really went exactly according to his plan, it would probably be very boring, right? Baiyi mocked himself inwardly as he made his final decision.
He used more than 50% of his power in one go, and combined it with his previous understanding of the rules, he forcefully opened up a small space in the dark void that would not be invaded by the void.
Compared to the vast Void, this space was like a germ. There was no water, light, or air in it, but it was the only pure land in the Void that he could write rules on. It was the seed of a new world, and it would evolve normally according to the rules he had set. Light and air would gradually appear, water and land would form, and after a long time, it would evolve into a world that humans could live in.
That was too long for most people. Fortunately, Baiyi's mastery of the Law of Time was strong enough to speed up the seed's growth. However, it would still take several years for the seed to grow to its full potential. During that time, Baiyi would have enough time to think and make adjustments to the world's evolution.
However, he soon discovered a very serious problem — none of the rules he controlled were related to life! In other words, he could not directly create humans, animals, and plants! This meant that when the new world took shape, it would probably be a dead world with only a few bacteria and microbes.
Although microbes could eventually evolve into living beings, or even sentient beings, that would take hundreds of millions of years. No matter how fast the Law of Time sped up, it would not be that ridiculous.
"Our world needs life!" Baiyi exclaimed. "Animals and plants are easier to deal with. Money and power can do it, but what about people?"
If the new world continued to evolve, it would eventually become a region that was about ten times the size of Isythre. A region that big would be able to accommodate more than ten billion people, but how many people did Isythre have? The Northern Plains and the Southern Plains combined only had about two hundred million people. Even if all of them were sent to the new world, it would be like throwing rice into the ocean.
Most importantly, the people of the old world could not all follow him to the new world. How many people would be willing to leave a familiar environment? Could they even gather ten thousand?
"Do I have to think of a way to replace the Church? Or control the Church or even the royal family from behind the scenes? Forcefully colonize the world in their name? " Baiyi asked himself. With his current level of power, it was not difficult for him to do so. The Church was no longer a threat after the defeat of the Archangels, and its influence had been on a downward spiral ever since. Many shallow believers had left the Church, and if the Voidwalkers announced their victory, the Church would be left with only a few devout believers. It would not be surprising if the Church fell apart and was torn to shreds by the powerful.
In the past three days, Baiyi had received news that many high-ranking members of the Church, including the Pope, had either committed suicide or fled to avoid punishment. If not for the fact that the royal army had stationed itself in the Holy City of Canningham, the Church would have set the entire city on fire, causing the entire city and its one hundred thousand followers to perish together with their faith.
Fortunately, the royal army and the nobles had put a stop to it, and the Pope, who had planned the whole thing, had committed suicide to escape punishment. Nobody knew if the Pope had committed suicide or not, so there was no need to pay too much attention to such minor details.
Therefore, there was no point in trying to replace or recreate the Church. The Walthart royal family had gone to great lengths to get rid of the Church with the help of the Voidwalkers, and they would not tolerate the rise of a new power that controlled a large population. A war would break out between the two sides, and many more people would die.
'Population is a serious problem, 'Baiyi mused. He really wanted to create a human body right away and force himself on a random pig. Then, he would have to start from scratch. However, he knew that such a method would be more ridiculous than trying to put out a burning cart of firewood with a drop of water.
Just as he was thinking about how to create a human, it was already late at night, and everyone was asleep. Attie, however, walked into his room. When she saw that Baiyi had been ignoring her, she boldly walked up to him and poked his visor.
Normally, Attie was the one being poked, so why was she taking the initiative today?
However, Baiyi was too preoccupied with the issue of population to pay any attention to the Kitty Cat Maid, who was acting strangely. So, Attie impatiently kicked Baiyi's leg to wake him up.
His first reaction was, 'The Kitty Cat Maid has turned into a Big Cat Maid? How dare she? ' However, when he saw the strange expression on Attie's face, he realized that the person standing in front of him was not Attie.
Attie, who had been temporarily possessed by the War God, passed a black and hard stick to Baiyi. Hmm, it was the hilt of the War God's Sword. She must have a message to convey to Baiyi, so Baiyi decided not to let his imagination run wild.
"What's wrong?" As soon as Baiyi took the hilt, Attie collapsed to the floor. He quickly picked her up and carried her back to her room, where he wrapped her in a blanket like a silkworm. Then, he returned to his room to figure out what the War God was trying to do.
Early the next morning, the Voidwalkers were greeted by the sight of a strange object in the living room of Baiyi's house. It looked like a portal, but the energy waves and the color were not right. A normal portal should be light blue in color, but this one was dark black. It looked like a black hole that could absorb even light, but it was very quiet. Other than the strange energy waves that were emitted from it, the Voidwalkers could not recognize it.
"I don't know what's going on, actually. I just activated the War God's Sword, and it automatically formed." Baiyi shrugged helplessly and explained to the confused Voidwalkers, "I think he's trying to convey something to me. Although the War God's Sword doesn't look like it has changed much, the inside of it has changed a lot. Now, I can read the Laws of Space just by holding it in my hand, and it's progressing smoothly. It's much more comfortable than when I was fighting against the Time God."
"So, what is this thing, then?" The Archmage asked impatiently. He grabbed a potted plant from the table and tossed it into the black hole.
The potted plant disappeared instantly, and the black hole did not seem to have any reaction.
"Ahhh! My flower! " Baiyi yelled in a frenzy. He pounced forward and snatched a storage pouch from the Archmage's chest.
"Ahhh! My treasures! "The Archmage was also enraged. He rushed forward and wrestled with his students.
The rest of the Voidwalkers looked at each other and gathered around the black hole, trying to figure out what was going on.
After a while, the black hole spat out something shiny, and it fell to the ground with a loud clang. The Voidwalkers picked it up and saw that it was a wrench.
"Huh? The potted plant turned into a wrench when it came out? Does this black hole have something to do with matter conversion? " The Engineer Walker took the wrench from Baiyi and weighed it in his hand. "It doesn't look like it's made in our world, but it's not from Earth either. I can't tell what it's made of."
"Let me take a look!" The Alchemist, the Master Alchemist, snatched the wrench from Baiyi and fiddled with it for a while before passing it to the Blacksmith Walker. The Blacksmith Walker looked at the wrench for a while and shook his head. "Maybe this is a new type of material converted from potted plants?"
Fortunately, the fight between the Archmage and Baiyi was over, and the old man could not get up.
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