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The seventh floor of the ecological box.

Unlike those complex terrains that can cleverly divide the living spaces of each group of divine creatures within a square inch, the seventh floor is clean and empty.

On a blank site paved with solid white stone, silver-white crystals serve as lighting facilities, making the white space as bright as daylight and making everything visible.

There is nothing here.

There was only a group of ordinary-looking snails, crawling aimlessly.

The entire seventh floor is actually just...

A snail farm.

outside the crystallization barrier.

Rhine and the shepherds were in their respective positions, quietly