I Don't Agree to the Terms-Chapter 1155 - 607: Arrival, the Vitality of the New World

After acquiring Fimbulwinter, Gu Shanhai took Mimir to the southern end, where Hel and her massive ship Naglfar had crashed.

The place was teeming with life, as the flames of the world had yet to spread here.

This land, purified by seawater, gradually grew greener and more lush vegetation than before, as the earth regained its vitality.

The last remnants of destiny's power protected this new world.

But this was destiny's final gift; when Gu Shanhai set foot on this land, he already sensed that destiny had long since dissipated.

"This won't last long, at most it can only sustain ten years," Mimir said with a hint of worry.

Ten years was far too short, too short for him to figure out how Gu Shanhai could use Fimbulwinter to calm the world's heat and burning within such a time.

Fimbulwinter was no match for the flames; it was too small and would have evaporated long ago if not buried deep underground and preserved in an ice coffin.

In truth, Mimir had complex feelings about Fimbulwinter; it was supposed to be a disaster, yet it brought them vitality, although in future generations, it remained a catastrophe.

"Ten years is enough; if we extinguish the flames, we can support it for a longer time," Gu Shanhai said, looking at the vibrant land, possibly the birthplace of the Hunter King.

As for the Wizard World? It was just a lucky world, not qualified.

It was born later, not first.

"Are you confident?" Mimir asked, surprised that Gu Shanhai had such confidence.

In his view, creating a treasure capable of extinguishing the world's burning flames in ten years or less was a daunting task with slim chances of success.

"Why wouldn't I be confident? I never do things I'm unsure about," Gu Shanhai replied, recognizing Fimbulwinter as indeed the embryonic form of the Destructive Frost.

Currently, Fimbulwinter leaned more toward a world of decay, with cold not being its primary feature; it was the collapse of human morality that was the real concern.

The main function of the Destructive Frost had been degraded, leaving only the cold.

After all, it was meant to extinguish fires, so it needed to be cold enough; otherwise, turning fire into malevolent fire would backfire.

"Do you need my help with anything?" Mimir asked.

Not meaning he could help, but rather asking if any resources were needed, as he could potentially help locate them.

"I need a winter, but I'm afraid you can't help with that," Gu Shanhai realized Fimbulwinter couldn't be used as is; a winter was needed to provide it enough growth space so Gu Shanhai could improve it.

The first step was to remove its ability to corrupt human morals, followed by amplifying its cold power.

"Then you'll likely have to do it in this new world. Once you leave, Fimbulwinter will melt from the heat," Mimir hesitated.

This winter would surely linger in this new world for a long time, which might be inconvenient should Vidar and others arrive.

Mimir had normal emotions.

Now with Fimbulwinter in hand, urgency had lessened, hence his leaning toward Vidar.

Though previous actions were harsh, deep down he hoped Vidar could bring his brothers and nephews to live in this new world.

"Nonsense, I'm not stupid; this thing is like an ice block, liable to melt if not careful," Gu Shanhai noted as he watched Fimbulwinter in his hand start to spread.

The environment was quite suitable; even if spreading slowly, winter would eventually arrive.

His actions defied seasons; it should have been spring, but Fimbulwinter was causing spring, summer, and autumn to be gradually replaced, allowing winter to appear directly.

"This is an incredible treasure indeed."

Gu Shanhai thought it could be the ultimate weather controller in a technological world, covering the entire world, a strategic weapon.

The only drawback was its uncontrollability and uniform climate.

It only allowed for winter, and how it functioned was unpredictable.

"This isn't a treasure, but a catastrophe, my friend," Mimir corrected Gu Shanhai, asserting that what can be controlled is a treasure; this uncontrollable entity is a catastrophe.

"Quite right," Gu Shanhai agreed with Mimir's perspective.

Then Gu Shanhai realized most of what he created turned out to be disasters?

Thus, turning Fimbulwinter into Destructive Frost seemed quite logical.

Gu Shanhai knew it indeed was a catastrophe; if not for Sutert burning the World Tree and the Nine Realms with the flame of the Ruin Branch, Fimbulwinter would likely have been sealed and suppressed by Odin, only to resurface when released.

The Frost Giants failed to discover it, or they would have released it promptly to sweep the Nine Realms again.

Frost Giants were largely villains, not heroes.