Published: March 2, 2025
Three days later.
"Stop messing around!"
Wen Yu yanked down the little treant that was frolicking on top of his head, then focused his attention on a swirling mass of air in front of him.
The little treant, annoyed after being pulled down from its high perch, pouted and angrily punched Wen Yu's heel twice. It wasn't until Wen Yu kicked the little treant away with a swift motion that it settled down, turning to bully a small figure that looked just like Wen Yu.
The Soul Laboratory three days later was vastly different from when it was first established. The space of the Soul Laboratory had expanded to at least five times its original size. In the center, a massive mound of earth was pulsating continuously. With a wave of his hand, Wen Yu infused Creation Energy into the mound, accelerating its absorption of the surrounding soil.
What was being nurtured within the mound was, naturally, the mountain puppet. In these three days, the mountain puppet had been absorbing Creation Energy and the soil beneath it, growing increasingly powerful. However, Wen Yu was completely unaware of its specific strength and size—it was still in the process of growing and had no intention of breaking through the surface yet.
Wen Yu, who had been watching for three days, was thankfully no longer concerned about the mountain puppet. Instead, he shifted his focus to another soul creation he had imagined.
Since soil could carry Creation Energy and nurture a soul puppet, could something even more abstract do the same?
For instance, air.
At this moment, what lay before Wen Yu was indeed a mass of air. As he infused Creation Energy into the air, it immediately began to change.
What was once ethereal air, merely compressed somewhat by Wen Yu, began to spin rapidly under the influence of the Creation Energy. In no time, a mental fluctuation emerged from within, followed by a voice conveying a mental message: "Energy."
Well, now there was another mouth...
As Wen Yu sighed at the pace of the Creation Energy's consumption, he flicked another infusion of Creation Energy into the air mass. With the air mass spinning faster and faster, it continuously drew in the surrounding air, its color deepening. Moments later, something soft and cloud-like appeared on the table in front of Wen Yu.
He gently poked the newly formed soul creation, feeling its soft texture against his fingers. At the same time, a mental fluctuation transmitted into Wen Yu's mind.
"Energy! More energy!"
The straightforward demand made Wen Yu roll his eyes. Subsequently, his right hand emanated Creation Energy, and without hesitation, he charged the newly born soul creation. Watching the airy figure, which floated like a cloud, he reveled in the joy of success, feeling playful.
"Yes, this one will be called Cloud Puppet."
After setting the Cloud Puppet aside, Wen Yu turned to explore other soul creations.
"Alright, this is a concentrated mass of dark energy; I'll call you Dark Puppet."
"This one is a fire soul creation; you will be Flame Puppet."
"This one is water; you are Water Puppet."
"And you!"
Grabbing the little treant that was scurrying around on the ground, Wen Yu looked at its deep purple bark and decisively gave it a pleasant name: "You will be Wood Puppet."
"And you shall be Corpse Puppet!" Wen Yu pointed at the smaller version of himself.
Seeing the little version's frightened expression, it couldn't help but retract its head.
One week later.
Standing in the spacious Soul Laboratory, which resembled an Underground Palace, Wen Yu looked at the mound of earth in the center, where energy fluctuations were intensifying. He casually summoned a handful of air, infused it with Creation Energy, and tossed it aside without a care.
Compared to the casually created soul creations, the mountain puppet that was about to be born was clearly more promising.
As if responding to Wen Yu's call, the mound of earth visibly quickened in its movements. In no time, it rapidly shrank, gradually disappearing from sight.