Shota's Isekai NTR Adventure Chapter 2155: Records of creation (3)

Observing them carry out these experiments was intriguing, but it still left me puzzled about the purpose of these visions being revealed to me.

Staring at them like this brought me no real advantages.

Besides, there was no chance I'd ever wield my divine energy in the same manner as them.

Gods remained gods for good cause, meaning a mere mortal such as myself could never mimic their divine feats.

Yet I remained helpless to do otherwise than watch, trapped with nothing else available in this realm.

After some time observing, a breakthrough appeared at last, prompting reactions from the gods overseeing the cultivation chambers.

However, based on what reached my ears...

"I have no idea what they’re doing."

The terms escaping their lips were utterly incomprehensible to me.

Their spoken words were audible, yet they rang like an alien tongue. Moreover, each syllable carried a bizarre force that blocked my comprehension entirely.

The longer I strained to listen, the deeper my bewilderment grew regarding the events unfolding.

"Why are they suddenly speaking in this language?"

Even as this thought crossed my mind, the explanation was already clear.

The entity granting me this vision intended to conceal their conversation from my grasp.

This mastermind behind the scenes aimed to shield their actions from my knowledge.

That only fueled my burning curiosity to uncover the truth.

There must have been a compelling motive for hiding all this from us.

"Something’s happened, I need you!"

A urgent call echoed from beyond the lab, jolting everyone into abandoning their tasks abruptly.

A handful stayed put, but the majority of the group rose and headed out.

Since Solista and Aquaron were part of that departing crowd, I trailed after them.

Not that I possessed any option in the matter.

This sudden shift had caught me unprepared, leaving me unable to respond swiftly enough. When I finally gathered my wits, an invisible force tugged me forward.

Judging by the consistent gap I held with Solista, the architect of this domain had forged a binding link between us.

This aura encircling her compelled my presence nearby.

In essence, it resembled chains binding me to her side.

Alternatively, it acted like a confining enclosure ensuring I stayed close.

The vision's creator was insistent that I shadow Solista.

Upon halting at last, we entered an oddly captivating chamber.

Unlike the prior space brimming with vast cultivation chambers, this one brimmed with orbs hovering throughout the air.

A closer inspection revealed each orb as a self-contained ecosystem.

Every sphere functioned like its own miniature realm.

The overseer of this chamber was a deity Lin Fan recognized too.

"The atmospheres just won’t stabilize."

Vivrum declared to Solista right as she arrived.

Such deference from Vivrum toward Solista underscored her prominence here. This aligned with her commanding presence among the other gods, which I'd already noted.

She had long demonstrated leadership qualities among them, a role seemingly longstanding.

Solista offered no reply, instead advancing to examine the various orbs scattered about.

"Why are you putting so much emphasis on survivability?"

Vivrum's surprise was evident, yet she countered, "Aren’t we doing this so that they have places to live? Isn’t that the whole point of creating these environments."

Solista nodded faintly in acknowledgment before continuing, "If we don’t give them some adversities, then they’ll never be able to develop. They need things to adapt to so that they can grow."

Vivrum's eyes narrowed in displeasure at these words, though she held her tongue and proceeded to tweak the orbs.

With adjustments complete, the desired outcome materialized.

Still, satisfaction eluded her expression.

Solista placed a reassuring hand on Vivrum's shoulder, adding, "I know, but this is how it’s supposed to be. They are much tougher than you think."

Vivrum released a heavy sigh, murmuring, "I hope so."

Their exchange carried a lighthearted air, but it struck me profoundly.

I'd always suspected as much, yet witnessing it firsthand stirred unprecedented emotions.

"Gods really do control everything about mortal lives..."

Before I could even start to digest what was happening, a voice suddenly declared, "Solista, there’s something that I need your help with."

The instant this voice echoed through the space, the whole atmosphere in the room transformed.

Things had stayed lighthearted so far, but everything grew tense right after they caught that voice.

Every other god turned their eyes to Solista, as though pushing her to head out immediately.

Solista clearly understood her role, so she hurriedly passed her duties to the rest.

Observing all this, I finally grasped why I shared a bond with Solista.