Following this, the work that was originally supposed to start immediately was deliberately delayed by Zhao Guang for a while. During this period, Zhao Guang only went back to his own territory to handle some affairs, and had nothing else to do.

Everything is stable in the territory now, with three demigods, there shouldn't be any trouble.

The northern expansion is going very smoothly, and in a few years, the vast land of the entire North will be ours. After the transformation, the cold environment there will no longer be a problem.

A few days later, Zhao Guang perfected the core in his hands, thoroughly integrating his law power, turning it into a demigod artifact under his absolute control. Yes, it's no longer just a simple core.

This is a demigod artifact that recognizes its master, even the Earth's will cannot take it away.

The control has always been in his own hands, as this is for future deeper planning.

After completing all this, Zhao Guang began to develop the internal space.

But as soon as he started, Zhao Guang was dumbfounded; he miscalculated.

"Damn, this space treasure doesn't just increase according to volume, but because the increase in volume causes the internal space it can hold to expand in a specific ratio."

Zhao Guang had no choice; the space that could have been created in a day was forcibly delayed for a month.

No one could contact Zhao Guang during this period, causing those old folks above to have headaches.

If it wasn't for Zhao Guang's frequent disappearances, they wouldn't know what could have happened by now.

Zhao Guang could do nothing, as creating the space must be done in one go, and if interrupted, the space would become fixed, and even he would be helpless. Fortunately, his divine power was plentiful and recovered quickly.

Once completely developed, Zhao Guang was a bit dumbfounded.

This space wasn't just as big as the Solar System, it reached a size comparable to one-fifth of the Milky Way.

This was something Zhao Guang calculated himself, as his perception hadn't reached such a terrifying range.

In this way, the scope of this space was expanded by who knows how many times. One hundred levels, even a thousand levels didn't seem enough. But, never mind, a hundred levels will suffice, as there aren't that many different types of worlds after all.

Even then, most levels are just a fusion of different types of world rules.

When everything was completed, the specifics of the game design were no longer related to him.

Thus, Zhao Guang just roughly planned the basics, then connected the network, and informed the higher-ups.

"You finally have news, I was almost worried to death. What, it's a success, good, good, good, how's the helmet? Do we need to make it ourselves, can we even do it?"

Mr. Ye spoke like a machine gun, never seen him like this before.

"Rest assured, you can make it too, the core position requires a special rune, but this rune can be printed. By then, we will establish a company specifically for this."

This requires magic power, but Zhao Guang is borrowing his divine power rune for this.

Anyway, stuff at the law level has already broken free from the shackles of elements and magic power.

This thing is eternal, and Zhao Guang just needs to create a template and print from it. The printed core is what's needed to enter this virtual world.

This time, Zhao Guang adjusted it so that it can directly lock onto a person's soul.

No matter the situation, if a locked person dies, their soul will enter the virtual world. This is to prevent someone from dying unexpectedly without time to transfer, which would damage his reputation.

With this, who knows how many people in the world would risk their lives, so there still needs to be strengthened supervision and punishment within the game world.

Elder Ye also felt relieved, initially worried that the people behind Zhao Guang might suddenly back out.

After all, such mythical things are not easily brought out by anyone.

Even arranging such a large-scale global event might not be something they can accomplish. In the end, it was completed so silently. The company accumulated quite a few setups already.

From now, Zhao Guang had nothing to worry about, but the people above got busy.

There's nothing they can do, since people die every day globally, especially those with terminal illnesses.

These people were waiting, and after all, some couldn't wait and passed away. So the remaining ones, watching the countdown to their life getting closer, became more and more restless.

If no solution was found, they had no choice but to resign to their fate, but the current situation clearly isn't like that.

Now that they received the news, everyone cheered. Subsequently, people all over the world applied for the experiment.

"Some people always want to jump the queue, let them know that there is no room for any privileged people this time."

In a conference hall, a group was in a meeting, and the leader above loudly scolded these people.

"So what is our selection criteria?" someone immediately asked.

The person above had already thought about it beforehand and said on the spot: "Choose according to the individual's condition, who has health issues, who is close to death, they should go in first. That place is very vast, there is plenty of space, and it's not even finished yet."

"Moreover, there are too few helmets right now, so don't be too anxious."

No choice, they had to make their stance clear, or else the first batch entering wouldn't be the most urgent ones.

Once those on the brink of death know about this, they really would fight desperately with them. Though such desperation might be futile, the consequences would definitely be significant.

Most importantly, they also need to enter the virtual world for development; the speech rights there in the future are important.

If they offend the public now, and when entering, the public disregards them and develops independently or even opposes them, what would they do? Some comrades just don't consider things comprehensively.

This is a golden opportunity to win people's hearts; it mustn't be let them destroy it recklessly.

However, many below still clearly have their own ideas, you can tell just by their wandering eyes.

Even without the public developing independently and disobeying orders, if they do well upon entering, they might not obey orders anyway. After all, this thing is a Second World, and no one can control it.

Aside from fawning over the Creator's team, do they need anyone else?

It's evident that the Creator will leave a backdoor, so Zhao Guang not only can't be offended, but his attitude must be even better. As for what's above, what is that anyway?

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