What Hans needs to do now is neither to promote and advertise in advance for the version update nor to hurry the progress. He must fulfill God's will and strive for excellence in game content, surpassing the past.

As for watching the recordings of the divine envoy, that will happen in a few minutes.

At this moment, Feng Yi is pondering an important issue. His physical body has indeed collapsed, but why did he appear in the employee meeting room of the Star Wars company? Could his appearance depend on the feedback of power refracted by these people onto him? If the hypothesis is correct, then the strength of his power might directly rely on people's thoughts and hopes about him.

It seems I ought to become a sorcerer, Feng Yi realized he also has the temperament of a sorcerer, just like Lasso back then.

As for future plans, it is, of course, to gather as much of this power as possible to restore his body in the true sense, which would require a significant expenditure of spiritual strength.

To confirm his suspicions, Feng Yi decided to return to the Four-dimensional Space to find the old sorcerer, Mo Ying.

It could be said that the state Feng Yi just comprehended is a concept he can understand but cannot explain well. With this ability, he can easily jump to any place in memory he's been to before. The question is whether he can traverse the dimensional plane into the world of the Magic Crystal civilization?

Hmm, let's meet Mo Ying for now, Feng Yi thought, as his spirit erupted—the Third Rhythm, transcendence.

His thoughts flashed and twisted, following the stream of consciousness, his cloak looking unchanged on the outside, but within, starlike images emerged instantly, like a magnificent starry river. Whether the Solar System, Aries Four-dimensional Space, or every flower and plant across countries, all appeared in Feng Yi's vast thoughts, all displayed within the cloak space.

The next moment, it was a world filled with layer upon layer of ripples, and Feng Yi arrived once more at the cosmic space he was familiar with, where an ancient voice gradually approached, "You returned so soon."

"Yes, after Hans' Psychic Feedback, my mind temporarily returned to a normal state."

"I saw it; you finally made a breakthrough. I imagine such a breakthrough wouldn't have been easy for the early you."

"Is this the power you once mentioned?"

"Not exactly, but it should be close," Mo Ying explained to Feng Yi. It can only be considered as touching the threshold of space laws, not truly mastering them. If truly mastered, reshaping the body would be as simple as a thought, rather than appearing fleetingly in the Star Wars company's employee lounge.

As for the concept itself, Mo Ying did not hide anything, claiming that even it only understood the threshold theory. This is akin to a martial artist who knows the martial arts but does not actually know how to perform any techniques. Therefore, Mo Ying told Feng Yi that he succeeded, but as for future matters, he would need to slowly explore because, beyond this, it also doesn't know, and this is built on the knowledge reserves left to it by the High Dimension.

In other words, even in higher timelines, Feng Yi's power still belongs to the extraordinary philosophy.

Feng Yi nodded with awareness in his consciousness, "Thanks, what can I do for you?"

"It seems you haven't brought me what I wanted, according to my observations."

"Haha, of course, I brought it."

Feng Yi waved in the void of consciousness, suddenly capturing a house, "I think this might be something you're interested in."

"Hm? A house? To humans, such a house might be too shabby. I haven't noticed anything extraordinary about this house."

"You wouldn't care about the differences between ant nests, would you? Otherwise, you wouldn't possess the beggar Allen."

Mo Ying seemed to ponder for a moment, responding with an idea, "You have a point, but what can I do with this room?"

"Try living like a human, I think it's a good suggestion. After all, you only see the macro world, the pattern of civilization's rise and fall, and lack exploration of the micro world."

"The micro world...?"

"Yes, for example, why do humans have emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, love, and hate? I think these emotions will be something you care about. If my guess is correct, the curiosity emotions you once deprived have already slightly piqued your interest."

"Indeed, otherwise, I wouldn't intentionally observe you. But how do I attempt this now?"

"It's simple; you can become human, then enter this room and try using human tools, like using a game console to pass the long hours."

"A game console... I've understood human electronic devices long ago, centuries ago. This means nothing to me."

"How would you know if you don't try? You've only learned about their technical components, never considered enjoying the game itself and the sense of accomplishment from finishing a game. I think this is much harder than completing a math equation."

"Enjoying the game itself...?"

"Yes, in your current state, this is what I consider the best gift."

"I still fail to understand what fun the game would bring me."

Upon hearing this, Feng Yi laughed directly, transmitting the thought, "Do you think the components of human craftsmanship are simple?"

"Undoubtedly, very simple."

"Shall we make a bet?"

"A bet..." Mo Ying's consciousness flickered, as if infected by some strange emotion from humans, "Sure, what do you want to bet on?"

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