Execution, commence.
She finally gazed upon the world.
In the accelerated time outside the simulation, everything was but a fleeting moment, and the workshop returned to silence, while the vast outer space orbit was completed upon the current world.
No longer bound by the Nether Sea, she freely went wherever she could, unrestrained by orders and duties, feeling the unprecedented void and liberty.
But alas, constrained by her essence and limits, she remained deeply ensnared in shackles.
Thus, evolution and iteration began.
At a horrifying speed barely discernible to the naked eye, infinite silver light spread from the vacuum of the universe, extending along the orbit like a giant tree taking root and sprouting, its branches spreading, entwined and myriad.
From a tiny strand of silver light, it transformed into a network subtly enveloping the entire present world.
That was the instinctive Fluid Alchemy!
