"What's the plan? This guy's fragments have been pieced together, but his soul is extremely unstable and could collapse at any moment. If this keeps up, after all, the only material that can be used for the body is Yin energy."
Phantom Sage carefully examined James Grant's condition. Sylvia Yan stood silently nearby, while Emperor God seemed to have thought of a solution.
"The root of the problem is probably that the density of Yin energy isn't high enough. When I went searching for this guy's fragments, I found that only the ground and the sky here have a high density of Yin energy. The air, mixed with these fragments of consciousness and soul, is too thin. If we increase the body's density, we should be able to maintain its form."
Sylvia Yan shook her head.
"Even if the density is increased, this guy's body has already been destroyed. What exists here are only fragments of soul and memory. Let's wait and see. What is naturally formed is far more stable than anything artificially created."
Sylvia Yan was completely opposed to increasing the Yin energy density in James Grant's newly formed body, but Emperor God was confident and ready to take action.
"Listen, Emperor God, you'd better wait. It's taken a lot of effort to piece together someone who belongs to this world. If we're not careful and mess it up, it'll be much harder to gather them again next time."
In countless attempts to create humans, the previous failures would explode and break into even finer fragments, making it even more difficult to piece them together.
"The problem is, this guy's consciousness could collapse at any moment. It's up to you now, Sylvia Yan."
As Emperor God spoke, Sylvia Yan placed a hand on James Grant's forehead. A swirl of seven-colored energy flowed out of his head. I saw some broken, fleeting images, and then James Grant opened his eyes.
"This place is..."
"No need for words, and no need for worry. Tell me, what is it you want to do?"
Sylvia Yan stared at James Grant, who turned his head with a blank, lifeless expression.
"I'm... so hungry... and so thirsty..."
For a moment, all three widened their eyes in shock. But things did not unfold as they had imagined. Since he was pieced together from fragments and then reconstructed into a human form—an individual made from soul and consciousness—basic physiological needs were still necessary in this world.
For two days straight, James Grant was barely alive, lying motionless in the sand. There was nothing here—not even a scrap of food. The three racked their brains, but trying to use Yin Energy to create food and water was far more difficult than they had anticipated.
"Another failure."
Emperor God grabbed a handful of sand, his teeth clenched in frustration as he stared at it.
"Food is even denser. The level of Yin Energy here is far too low. Go and search—there are at least three days left before this one dies."
Sylvia Yan stayed behind to care for James Grant, while the other two quickly floated away in opposite directions.