Leaving the others behind, I prepared to begin my own work. The requirements given by the Great God were very simple: to make this resource-producing region completely vanish among the various universes. Whatever you possess that we do not—even if we hold the legal mining rights—is unacceptable.
It was not hard to understand. Who knew if that fellow Cosmic Consciousness would pull out all the stops and regenerate resources here by exploiting the environment once everyone finished harvesting? Since it had even managed to conjure a mini-universe, breeding resources was surely simpler than creating one.
I walked briskly through the mini-universe, assessing its scale. Everyone else was busy gathering resources, and no one paid any mind to me flying at high speed. You could do whatever you pleased, so long as you did not interfere with my resource collection. Even those who noticed me paid it no mind.
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