During breakfast, Lu Jingming received a message from Herta: the Interastral Anchor had successfully moored to a parallel world. This was good news.
It's just that he was busy at the time and couldn't rush over immediately, so he had to make Herta wait a little longer.
Soon, he saw Herta dressed in a magical girl outfit. In front of Herta, a screen projected, displaying some familiar scenes to Lu Jingming.
"Too slow. You're the first person to make me wait this long."
Herta didn't turn around, but her tone indicated dissatisfaction. When had Madam Herta ever waited for anyone? It was always others who waited for her.
"My fault, Miss Herta. Your beauty is unparalleled, and you are gentle and generous. You wouldn't mind my discourtesy, would you?"
Having spent a long time with Herta, he had long understood her nature. With her, one only needed to praise her unreservedly.
"Hmph, always with the sweet talk!" Herta snorted lightly. Though feigning displeasure, she no longer mentioned Lu Jingming's lateness.
"Is this the parallel world anchored by the Interastral Anchor?"
Lu Jingming's gaze fell upon the screen, and his expression gradually became peculiar.
The image showed an ancient, rustic small mountain village. At the village entrance hung a dilapidated plaque, on which the five large characters "Shrek Academy" were clearly visible.
And in front of these five characters, a green humanoid monster's head was printed—that was the emblem of Shrek Academy.
At this moment, a group of eleven or twelve-year-old boys and girls, accompanied by their parents, were orderly lining up to register at the village entrance.
This scene was like a key, unlocking a door deep within Lu Jingming's memory, making him feel incredibly familiar.
Although he didn't recognize them, he compared them to his memories and identified some individuals: Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and the blond, heterochromatic boy standing by the registration point, Dai Mubai.
"It's this world!" Lu Jingming couldn't help but exclaim.
This familiar yet different parallel world, the first one anchored by the Interastral Anchor, was intricately connected to the world he currently inhabited—the Douluo Continent ten thousand years ago, the world of the first Douluo Dalu with Tang San as the protagonist.
Lu Jingming withdrew his gaze from the screen and looked at Herta, his eyes gleaming with fervent light. He asked, "Can the imaginary channel be opened now?"
For him, no matter which world it was, acquiring the power of reality was always his primary goal. As for the resources of those worlds, they were merely incidental. Only the power of reality was his indispensable crucial resource.
"Not yet. There isn't enough Honkai energy. Currently, only a temporary channel can be opened, and it cannot transmit living beings," Herta explained calmly, her tone flat.
Driving the Interastral Anchor required an immense amount of Honkai energy, and Lu Jingming's current Honkai energy reserves were clearly far from sufficient.
"So, living beings can't cross, but soul tools can, right?" Lu Jingming was quick-witted and instantly understood Herta's meaning.
To acquire the power of reality, his related actions needed to influence the world. The greater this influence, the more power of reality he could obtain.
Just like the previous Simulated Universe, which had caused a soul battle revolution on the Douluo Continent, forcing the traditional soul battle model to change and causing all soul arenas across the continent to close down, thus having a huge impact on the Douluo Continent.
And most of the power of reality he obtained originated from the feedback of the Simulated Universe's influence on this world.
Thus, the direction of the next action was clear: open a temporary imaginary channel and deploy the Simulated Universe.
As long as the Simulated Universe could stir up waves and create an impact in that world, he would continuously gain power of reality.
Moreover, this was also a test. As far as he knew, in the world of Douluo Dalu Part One, the divine senses of the Asura God and Sea God had always remained on the Douluo Continent.
Although their divine senses remained for the inheritance of their respective god-ranks and thus didn't violate rules, and they couldn't interfere with anything other than god-rank inheritance, these two deities were not to be trifled with. No one could guarantee that they wouldn't secretly observe every move on the continent.
Therefore, Lu Jingming had to be cautious with his probing. He couldn't just sneak over and immediately get caught by that world's Divine Realm.
However, to deploy the Simulated Universe, a special customized version had to be created.
After all, that world was completely different from the one they inhabited. Over there, no one would promote the Simulated Universe for them, and with limited conditions, the number of Simulated Universe login devices deployed couldn't be too many.
To obtain a large amount of power of reality, significant investment was required upfront.
Lu Jingming deeply understood the principle of "nothing ventured, nothing gained." Only by investing more resources, such as Honkai energy, could he create more opportunities to acquire the power of reality.
As long as he could obtain enough power of reality to materialize a few more Herrscher Cores, the conversion efficiency of Honkai energy would naturally improve.
Thinking of this, Lu Jingming unhesitatingly had Herta activate the Interastral Anchor.
In an instant, a mysterious purple vortex appeared out of thin air. This was the temporary imaginary channel opened by the Interastral Anchor using its spatial authority.
Lu Jingming was quick to react, rapidly throwing the pre-prepared customized Simulated Universe login devices into the purple vortex.
As the purple vortex slowly dissipated, Lu Jingming couldn't remember how many login devices he had thrown in.
Although these login devices couldn't cover the entire Douluo Continent, they could at least cause a considerable stir in the Soul Master world.
After all, the benefits from influencing Soul Masters were far greater than influencing ordinary citizens, and the stronger the Soul Master's power, the richer the power of reality feedback he would receive.
"Alright, now it's up to luck." Lu Jingming clapped his hands, a look of anticipation on his face.
At this moment, he couldn't personally travel to that world. He could only place all his hopes on these Simulated Universe login devices, anticipating them to stir up waves on that Douluo Continent and bring him abundant feedback in the form of the power of reality.
Douluo Continent, Spirit City, Pope's Palace.
This was the core of the Spirit Hall, exuding a solemn and majestic aura. Every inch of the air seemed to be permeated with the scent of power.
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, dressed in a grand crimson robe that only Spirit Hall elders were qualified to wear, his already effeminate face appearing even more enchanting against the vivid red. At this moment, he held a peculiar soul tool made of black metal, respectfully addressing the Pope seated on the main throne of the Pope's Palace.