At the Spider Tower region on the Virtual World's Continent of Time.

The Celestial Chariot Ox had not yet arrived, leaving the entire region frozen, clothed in monochrome. Aside from the Knowledge Creatures continuing their endless, mindless reproduction, the only signs of activity were the three castles enclosed within layered defensive lines, operating tirelessly, day and night.

Knowledge Creatures equipped with specific units had taken on human form. They sat at their workstations with lowered heads, writing frantically to answer queries originating from reality. As each question was resolved, vast streams of soul energy converged toward the castle's core structure, the Spider Web.

Denzel herself was currently equipped with a unit. Wearing a small vest and skirt, she sat cross-legged on her former throne, idly flipping through the questions surfacing in her book.

Commanders accumulated merit through work. With nothing better to do, most of them took on unit-specific duties. The work in the Spider Tower was simple and required no actual thinking. The moment they read a question, the answer would automatically surface in their minds. All they had to do was write it down.

It seemed like a redundant process, but it was entirely necessary. No matter how great a Divine Miracle was, it remained nothing more than a rigid, unchanging rule. Only by leveraging the adaptable nature of a...