Of course, beyond the incredible power of the new skill, Oliver also notices that his old Weakening Pulse skill has gotten a major boost.

  It’s mainly in its range and weakening effect.

  That’s only natural—as the Chaos Gem keeps leveling up, the World Will skill will keep improving too.

  Oliver’s heart swells with anticipation for the gem’s future upgrades.

  “Ygg, these guys are contributing a ton to the gem’s evolution.”

  With that thought, Oliver shifts his soul focus back into the gem’s space.

  “Master, you’re here!”

  “Welcome, Master!”

  “Congrats on another big power boost, Master!”

  Ygg, the star tree, the sakura sword tree, and the rest cheer like crazy.

  Lately, they’ve been living it up in the gem space—rooting and growing without a care in the world. It’s made them even happier with Oliver as their master.

  Back when they wandered the chaos world, these guys were like abandoned kittens and puppies in a future life—scraping by, starving half the time, defenseless against the chaos’s dangers.

  But here with Oliver? It’s like jumping from hell to heaven.

  Not only is it super safe, there’s endless soil for them to root in and grow.

  And get this—after their roots dig in and process the energy, those soil continents and stars actually start growing faster too.

  The plants’ knack for tapping into Ymir’s flesh speeds up the Chaos Gem’s growth—and they’re making huge strides themselves.

  Take Ygg—it’s gone from level 11 to 12. Its soul army’s mostly hit level 10 now, with some strong lieutenants even reaching level 11 combat power.

  The star tree, sakura sword tree, and the others? All up to level 11 too.

  So when Oliver rolls in, the plants shake their branches like mad, greeting their awesome master.

  “Hahaha, you’ve all powered up a bunch lately too—let’s keep the momentum going!”

  Oliver nods, satisfied, tossing some extra praise Ygg’s way. It’s so proud it can’t stop waggling its branches.

  After a quick look around, Oliver spots something new.

  “What are these plants? I don’t think I’ve seen them before…”

  He peers curiously at a continent where the star tree’s rooted. Sprouting there are some tender pink buds—totally unfamiliar to him.

  “Huh, these are… I’ve never seen them either!”

  Ygg’s soul power zips over first, puzzled too.

  As the plant king, it’s impossible for him not to know his own crew—so all eyes turn to the star tree, intrigued.

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  “I don’t know this little guy either. It’s not one of our offspring—seems like it sprouted naturally from this continent, or maybe the gem space itself,” the star tree answers.

  Oliver’s hit with a surge of excitement.

  Native plants born in the gem space?!

  The first homegrown plant!

  Its status could rival the World Tree’s!

  In other words, if nurtured right, this little guy’s potential could match Ygg and the star tree!

  “This little one’s super important to me. Ygg, star tree—take good care of it. Don’t let it die, no matter what,” Oliver orders.

  “Yes, Master, got it,” Ygg pipes up quick, shooting a glare at the star tree. Since this sprout popped up on its turf, Ygg’s worried it might pull something shady.

  But the star tree catches Ygg’s wary look and shakes its branches, fuming. “Ygg, what do you take me for? This tiny sapling’s gonna steal my resources or something?”

  “Besides, it’s Master’s order—I’ll look after it. So what if I take a hit?”

  The star tree keeps going. “Yeah, Ygg, I used to oppose you, but that’s ‘cause you were weak. Our master, Sir Stark? He’s unreal—I’ve seen it with my own eyes. My loyalty to him’s rock-solid!”

  “Alright, no bickering,” Oliver chuckles and cuts in.

  “Star tree, I trust your loyalty. Just take care of it. And once it’s grown, I’ll transplant it to its own land. This space keeps expanding—there’s room for all of you, right?”

  At that, the other plants cheer and nod like crazy.

  Yup—they can feel it clear as day: the gem space is constantly getting bigger. No matter how much they grow, there’ll be enough room.

  That’s why they’re loving this place more and more!

  Seeing the plants thriving, Oliver’s pretty happy too.

  Not just because they’re digesting Ymir’s flesh to grow the gem space and level it up—more than that, these plants are a legit power bloc.

  Each has unique skills, but as plant deities, they’ve all got some grip on the life rune.

  If Oliver’s in a brutal fight with another deity and things get dicey, these plants could team up, hit him with life rune healing, and pull him through.

  With them around, it’s like he’s got an extra life—a clutch survival trick.

  Sure, they’ve got some attack skills too. One plant alone’s weak, but together? That’s a decent force.

  And the soul army? Ygg’s raised it well—it’s like an extra attack move in Oliver’s pocket for fights.

  Beyond the practical perks, Oliver’s also digging the gem space’s vibe right now.

  Unlike the chaos world’s endless, unchanging dark, this place has continents and planets drifting around. Starlight grass, star tree, sakura sword tree, and all sorts of plants paint it green, sprinkled with star glow and colorful blooms.

  At a glance, Oliver’s gem space almost feels like a forest.

  It’s beautiful.

  But amid the beauty, there’s some dissonance.

  Like that massive dark blob in the space’s corner.

  It’s Tartarus’s corpse and its abyss turf.

  That chunk could form an underworld to balance out the life-rich space.

  It’s a must-have for a complete universe to take shape.

  Truth is, Oliver’s been hoping his soul army could digest and tweak it—melt it into the Chaos Gem, maybe even absorb it to create a real gem-space underworld.

  But after all this time, that dark mass just sits there, dead and separate—no hint of melting, let alone absorption.

  Oliver’s soul army can’t touch it.

  He might’ve overestimated them.

  They were just regular deities before Tartarus killed them—that’s their only tie to this dark stuff.

  To really break it down, he’d need something—or someone—with a stronger link.

  Like nabbing a real, live Tartarus and tossing it in.

  Tartarus is a huge clan in the chaos world. Oliver’s killed one, but tons of its kin are still scattered out there.