"Seems like things aren't going too well," Sun Hang said.
"Hm?" Anna's voice carried a hint of laughter.
"Since you said the rules of this 'small world' can be adjusted at any time according to the will of the world creator... Now that Chimera 17 has gone mad, won't this 'small world' go mad as well?"
"Congratulations, you guessed it right," Anna replied with a giggle.
In fact, Sun Hang didn't even need to guess; these worlds had already started showing signs of madness.
Colorful hues crazily poured out from the projection on the glass curtain walls, as if they're paints with strong corrosive and dissolving abilities, swiftly engulfing and assimilating everything they touched.
