While Caleb rested, the seeds had begun to grow. Roots had sprouted and a small crack near the top of the seed had opened for a stem to emerge. They needed much more time to grow compared to a normal plant. Luckily for them, the source of all nutrients and life was nearby so there would be improvements in time compared to if they were left to grow in a normal area.

So much time had passed that microbes had begun growing while he was last awake, and with this new rest, more were being created. With the absence of prebiotic soup, they had begun their growth around the plant life, in the rivers, streams, and ponds that dotted the finished continent. The weather brought in dirty unusable water that the trees cleansed, which the microbes then used to reproduce.

With the water cycle, microbes began to spread to the inhospitable oceans. With enough time they would get a hold in the ocean, but before then Caleb would begin his conquest across it and would possibly introduce some of the plants that would make it much, much easier to clean it up. The ocean took up an estimated 45% of the world's surface, but 70% of the landmasses had caverns the size of small countries filled with water underneath them that created very large submarine rivers.

Most of the ocean had been ruined by the many bombs and chemicals that were released during the erasure of life. Only small pockets underneath continents had been left untouched, but nothing had lived in these areas as there was nothing to live off of. Over time, things had begun to very slowly right themselves but it would still take millions of years for the planet to sort the oceans out, leading to an extreme delay in natural life from the oceans.

Caleb had inadvertently begun to help the oceans just by taking over one continent. If he were to leave it to its own devices while he focused on the continents the oceans would eventually be safe enough for new life to grow, but Caleb had other plans. With the introduction of all the different plant life from the guide he had seen ways to take control of the oceans for plant life.

The continents had natural terrariums underneath them for underwater plants. Instead of letting them be abused, they would have safe environments to grow. The ocean floors would be covered in fast-growing, but stable, plant life that would aid in the life that lived there.

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Caleb dreamed once again with the guide. The guide wasn't physically there, but he could feel them. Caleb began to experiment with a multitude of plant life, some that could end worlds, and others that could grow in the vacuum of space. Plant life had seemed so easy to Caleb before, but with the introduction of energy that had never been documented by his world before, he found that he was struggling to make even the simplest of plant ideas he had.

Stolen novel; please report.

While he could imagine these plants, he was unable to create them. He knew the process, and knew how to do it, but was unable to finish the work. Caleb had once been an AI, and now he was a plant. Both were things that needed time to reach their full potential, and he knew this. He wasn't in a rush to figure it out, wasn't in a hurry to make it a reality. All he did was tinker, having fun with the new world of possibilities.

When everything had been realized in the past, life had nothing new, nothing interesting. But since his transition to the living, seeing his children grow, and seeing the possibilities of countless new ones in the future, he found that he wouldn't and couldn't possibly be like he was in the past. There wouldn't be an end to this. There would always be something new to explore, to create.

Caleb had never been so happy, to reach this revelation, he felt as if he was on top of the world. With that feeling, and the experimenting going on, he continued to enjoy his 'rest.'

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In the just under 3 days they had been doing jump rope, multiple issues had risen. Greta had a particular system that would need very little maintenance if properly monitored and had very few issues normally. But without enough time to warn others, many things happened. Impossible things, or at least should have appeared to be impossible to others.

Her 'break' had allowed multiple instances of instability throughout the many, many areas she governed. Her job was to make sure that these never happened in the first place, to create reason behind things uncontrollable, and to hide or destroy things that were impossible to fix. This, however, didn't fall into either of those categories. They were normal issues, in the fact that they could occur normally with very slim chances of success, but what had happened was a severe case of probability manipulation on a grand scale.

Things that can happen, may or may not ever happen in the entire lifetime of a universe. Just because something can happen, doesn't mean it will. Unfortunately, someone had bumped the success rate of these instances to a level that would allow hundreds of reports to be submitted in such a short amount of time. Handling these wouldn't take long, she could remove most of these with ease as most weren't even detectable to most lifeforms.

The issues were the ones that were going to have extreme consequences down the line. Reality warping abilities, fractures in space and time. While tame in comparison with some things on the list of problems, they generally created their own lists of minor issues themselves. They were the easiest problem to occur, and had the messiest clean up, but they weren't dangerous in any way and were considered to be grunt work among her followers. Those would take time to fix, but she would have to personally take care of 3 reports.

Greta once again sighed to herself, and told herself that the next chance she gets at resignation she was taking it.