The seed containing the shimmer hovered in front of Xiao En at this moment.

After Sean gave the command to "unfold", the seed suddenly lit up, dimly lighting the candle, like a star bursting out in the night.

At the same time, there was a clear sound, like silverware colliding, like crystals colliding...

Ding!

When the crisp sound echoed in the ear, the light with the seed as the core rippled like a tide wave after wave, forming a dynamic "ocean of light" in the room.

The "divine power" contained in the seed was released, found a foothold in the material world, and began to take root, form, and stabilize according to Sean Dickinson's will...

Waves of light spread out of the room, and the red eyes of Olivia standing on the top floor were also dyed bright by the silver light—the light illuminated her face with a curious expression.

At this moment, Xiao En, who was standing at the core of the spiritual diffusion, had a strange feeling—he could feel that his soul seemed to be expanding suddenly, opening up territory in the material world, and constantly stabilizing...

Until the last wave of light rippling out, the space occupied by the spirit world was completely stabilized, and its edges also appeared regular and clear.

Olivia Fengling looked up, and she could see a faint light border above her head.

If you look from the outside at this time, you will see a house wrapped in a "glass ball".

Soon, the edge of the glass ball was hidden, and everything returned to darkness and silence, and no abnormal phenomena could be seen from the outside.

The only difference from before is that people can no longer directly see the real scene in the spirit room, instead they are replaced by three-story houses that are always peaceful and depressed.

Sean's independent spiritual world has been completed, and the mist swirling outside the house is the boundary of the spiritual world.

Sean, who was standing on the second floor of the house, closed his eyes and felt his surroundings.

The initial spiritual space happened to include the three-story house on the farm. What made him feel amazing was that the almost spherical space outside was like a part of his soul at this moment...

The things in the spiritual world are not only subject to him, it should be said that these things are him.

Sean snapped his fingers understandingly, and in the blink of an eye, the table, cabinets, chairs, deer heads hanging on the wall...all the furniture in the room were all floating.

First of all, he looked at the old, oily table hovering in front of him—God knows how long Mr. Dawson hasn't cleaned this broken table.

Then Sean snapped his fingers.

In the blink of an eye, that dilapidated table disappeared into the air, and was replaced by a luxurious table—a log carved with gold lacquer, four legs as stable as bear feet, supporting a piece of black background color, floating like smoky white. The table top is cut from a whole block of marble.

This desk, which Sean had seen in Bill's mansion, was apparently not used by a wealthy "Long Island Bill" either—it was in his office with a delicate Always replace the cornucopia with fresh fruit.

In Bill's mansion, this table is more like an ornament than a piece of furniture.

And after the marble carved wooden table that replaced the dilapidated wooden table landed safely beside Xiao En, he casually let the "Lost Pottery Statue" land on it.

Obviously, in his spiritual world, Sean didn't intend to use it as an ornament.

Other furniture is still hovering in the air "tremblingly", waiting for a new fate.

But the master of the spirit world is obviously still dissatisfied with the table, Xiao En frowned and looked at the gold-painted table legs: "Bill's aesthetics are bad enough..."

As he said that, with a light touch of his hand, the thick, bear-footed log table legs were replaced with a darker "dark gold" color.

The exquisiteness of its lacquer is probably beyond the reach of the most skilled craftsmen.

And this is just a matter of Sean's thought.

Looking at the dark golden table legs, Sean nodded with satisfaction: "This seems to be more in line with Mr. Shawshank Rogers' aesthetics."

Then, he slowly raised his head to look at everything around him...

Dilapidated, old, and even somewhat corrupt.

Sean closed his eyes.

After a thought, he opened his eyes again, and the scene in front of him had completely changed:

The dilapidated wooden floor on the ground was replaced with the finest cherry wood, and the crimson lacquer surface reflected the light of the flame in the fireplace.

A carpet with intricate patterns is laid on the wooden floor, and the prototype of this carpet comes from the banquet hall of the "Golden Age" cruise ship - Sean was amazed at the pattern and texture of that carpet.

A matching ornate set of chairs was arranged around a dark gold marble table, upon which stood a delicate silver candlestick with six candles identical in length and wicks...

Black velvet curtains, the oil painting of Mr. "Shawshank Rogers" whose face is temporarily hidden on the wall, and the two-story chandelier polished with real crystal rough...

It could have been called dilapidated, but now it is luxurious.

Sean sighed softly: he doesn't envy the luxurious life so much, but the Mister Rogers he plays still has certain requirements for his own aesthetics.

The purpose of Xiao En setting up these decorations is also to be familiar with manipulating the spirit world.

Olivia, who was originally on duty on the roof, came in from the door, and looked surprised at the completely changed surroundings.

"Sean..." Just now, Olivia witnessed from the outside that the entire dilapidated wooden house had turned into a dark mansion with double iron gates, solemn and majestic under the night sky.

Even though she has an irreplaceable soul connection with the reader, she is still shocked in front of such a miracle.

Standing in the brand-new room, Sean turned his head, with a smile of understanding on his face: "Olivia, this will be our home from now on."

The Seiko girl walked hesitantly, looking at everything around her that had completely changed.

Outside the window, three nighthawks were still chirping. Sean closed his eyes, and gave instructions to the little soul that strayed into the spirit world...

The little creature immediately restrained itself, stopped screaming, and began to quietly guard its surroundings for the master of the spirit world.

Sean turned around and continued: "For us, this place is safer than any other corner of the world—it's hard to notice, so it won't be spied on, and it won't be perceived.

"Mystery explorers of the same level cannot enter without my permission.

"Is this a hidden world completely independent from the outside world~lightnovelpub.net~our...home?" Olivia Fengling retracted her gaze from looking around and stared at Sean's face.

The flame in the fireplace was burning quietly, and the window outside was unusually quiet, and one could feel the shadow crouching in the dark grass in the whole spiritual world, almost unnoticed by anyone.

"Is this the spiritual world?" For some reason, Bingzhuren feels at ease and satisfied that readers have such a shelter.

It seems that time has stopped here, as if the whole world is in a storm, and only here has absolute safety and tranquility.

She is enjoying the moment.

However, Sean didn't seem to intend to stop here: "Olivia, constructing the world with imagination is just the superficial function of the spirit."

His eyes shone with hope and anticipation: "The next thing I want to try is the true strength of the independent spirit world..."