That’s enough.
[Heat Death Corridor] opens, and the resurrected Frog God, who exceeded 24 hours, stood upright with palms together as the surrounding crystal fragnts began to float.
Gravity, reversed.
Within the designated range, gravity reversed, and the Alpha Python’s massive snake head fell uncontrollably upward, shattering countless crystals before reaching the platform.
At this mont, the countdown on the Casio watch ended, and the layers of the Four-dinsional Square Box opened on its own, releasing two beams of light that transford into two dissecting tables, stopping on the platform.
The Astronaut Will had long known his mission and lay on the dissecting table on the right. The Alpha Python struggled mightily, but as the Frog God far below released its frog palms, gravity returned to normal, and Alpha fell onto the dissecting table on the left.
Like the birth of a star, the intense light centered around the two, illuminating the crystal layers stretching hundreds of kiloters, leaving everything silent.
The visual receivers of the chanical swarm were all burned out, sending scorching visual signals along cables to Li Cheng’s brain in the cockpit, making his head buzz.
He stood up shakingly and pushed open the cockpit door.
He saw Gray Rain still with arms crossed in front, standing firmly on the platform. The astronaut and Will on the dissecting tables had all disappeared.
In its place was the transformation of the platform itself.
The ground turned into liquid, seeping into the crystal forest and transforming the crystals into other substances.
Rocks and mountains suddenly ford, artificial buildings sprang up, and within these buildings appeared many slumbering... chanical life children.
This scene, akin to the Genesis, left Gray Rain dumbfounded, "What’s the situation?"
"He’s recreating his hotown."
Li Cheng seed to understand. The Life Essence of the Level 40 Transcendent [Heavenly Enemy] was so profound that even after dying for tens of thousands of years, he could still warp reality and transform the environnt.
"Wait, not recreating."
Li Cheng quickly negated his own speculation. Those chanical life children looked completely different from the inhabitants seen in the Land of Beautiful Dreams, and their brains didn’t rely on air pressure differences to operate.
The "souls" of Will’s compatriots were essentially the constant calculating state of the golden leaves in their brains. Once the calculation stopped, the "soul" vanished on the spot.
Therefore, simply recreating the hotown, copying and replicating Will, his sister, his friend Robinson, was aningless. They were just counterfeits.
What he chose was a complete reboot of his civilization.
Ka ka ka ka—
The chanical life children one by one opened their eyes, already encoded with basic intelligence, and upon awakening began to speak, looking at each other in confusion, "Where is this?"
"Who are you? Who am I?"
The chanical children soon noticed Li Cheng and Gray Rain, who appeared visibly different, and cautiously approached them, asking, "Are you the gods who created us?"
Gray Rain raised an eyebrow, "Calling everyone god upon first sight, this is typical Android thinking..."
Li Cheng raised his hand to interrupt Gray Rain’s nonsense, "I’m not your god, at most, I’m his... friend."
The chanical children whispered among themselves, their personalities like clean white paper, asking cautiously, "What should we do now?"
Do what?
If it were other Players standing here, facing an entire city and countless Universal AI robots that could easily be manipulated, they might make them their slaves, followers, servants.
But Li Cheng just pondered for a mont and waved his hand, "For now, live well."
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