Chapter 316 The World Created and the Creation Experienced...

Creating a world, in Sang Zhitao's view, is like playing an infrastructure-building game.

The only difference is that the rules of this game are more detailed and rigorous.

For example, you need a qualified basic framework to set the most basic operating principles of the entire world.

For example, you might want to define more than one group, such as humans, plants, animals, insects, birds, and so on.

For example, nature should function smoothly and avoid paradoxes.

What if something goes wrong?

"Then add a race or an external brain," Shi couldn't help but tease when Sang Zhitao was stuck.

Sang Zhitao glanced at her sideways before resting her chin on her hands and saying with a troubled expression, "With so many magical races, expecting them to also develop their scientific side is a bit absurd..."

"How about deleting the science side?" Shi also sat down beside her, looking at the unfinished little world in his hands.

Sang Zhitao tentatively deleted the science-related settings, but the world suddenly began to shake for some unknown reason.

"It seems that won't work." The teacher quickly picked her up and took a few steps back, then reached out and touched the sphere.

The constantly trembling, unfinished world stabilized with her gentle touch.

"This world seems very suitable for a scientific approach," she said carefully, setting Sang Zhitao down and examining the small world for a long time.

Sang Zhitao also stepped forward and looked at this small world: "Well, so we still need to add it in."

“Didn’t you add an alien Homo sapiens? It might be better to intervene from a scientific perspective.” The teacher pointed to a planet outside the main star.

Sang Zhitao rubbed her hands together and said, "It's not impossible."

She hugged the little world back to her arms, staring intently at it, her finger occasionally tapping inside.

Time passed slowly, and Wang came and went several times, while the master would glance at her from time to time.

More than a year has passed, and on this day, the little world in Sang Zhitao's hands finally emitted a faint light.

"It's done!" Shi exclaimed with delight, picking up Sang Zhitao and kissing her. "You're amazing!"

"Not bad, it's a very mature little world, it might be able to operate for many years." Wang Ye stood beside him and kept praising it.

Sang Zhitao looked at the small world that was slowly getting on track, where each planet was developing in its own way, and had not yet reached the interstellar era.

“I feel like…” Sang Zhitao frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" Shi asked, noticing her hesitant expression.

Sang Zhitao shook her head before saying, "I just feel that this world is somewhat familiar."

"Familiar?" Shi paused for a moment, glanced back at Wang, and then smiled and said, "There are so many worlds now, and your setting is quite basic. That's probably why it feels familiar."

Sang Zhitao poked her chin, frowning slightly: "Is that so?"

Wang chuckled and patted her head: "You've been here for so long, aren't you going out to have some fun?"

Sang Zhitao shifted her attention away from the miniature world, and after thinking for a moment, she shook her head: "Forget it, I don't think there's anything fun about it."

“Over the years, some well-designed mini-worlds have gradually gotten on track. You can go and have some fun in those mini-worlds,” Wang said after thinking for a moment.

Sang Zhitao hesitated for a moment before shaking her head again: "No, I'd rather focus on refining the world."

Seeing that she refused repeatedly, Wang stopped trying to persuade her.

On the contrary, Sang Zhitao, thinking about what Wang Heshi had kept from her, couldn't help but ask, "Won't you tell me about the things you kept from me before?"

Wang paused for a moment before chuckling, "It's not confirmed yet. I'll let you know once I've confirmed it, okay?"

Sang Zhitao frowned and thought for a long time before saying, "Then at least tell me roughly what the problem is."

Wang thought for a moment before nodding: "That works too."

He paused for a moment and then continued, "It involves your background."

“Me?” Sang Zhitao was stunned, and subconsciously pointed to herself with her small hand.

Wang responded for a moment before continuing, "Millions of years ago, there was a legend in the realm of gods that a god with two souls would break the predetermined fate."

"You suspect that the dual-soul deity is me?" Sang Zhitao frowned. "What is predetermined fate?"

Wang shook his head: "I don't know either."

"Princess Moon was the successor chosen by the previous God-King, but she suddenly disappeared one day, and that's how I became her successor."

"Back then, she was very obsessed with these legends, so everyone said that she disappeared in order to find the dual-soul deity."

"So you suspect that Princess Yue did indeed go to find me back then, and then gave birth to me for some unknown reason?" Sang Zhitao pondered for a moment before speaking.

Wang shook his head: "If you are the legendary god, then you wouldn't be the child of the moon."

"Why?" Sang Zhitao asked, frowning in confusion.

Wang sighed: "I can't tell you right now. I can only say that you might or you might not be."

"Alright..." Sang Zhitao felt that this issue would not affect her original plans, so she did not intend to investigate it further.

"How many worlds can I create to leave this place?" she couldn't help but ask, watching the constantly spinning little world.

Wang thought for a moment before saying, "I estimate it will take about a dozen worlds."

Sang Zhitao turned to look at her master: "I used a year, right?"

Seeing that her face was slightly pale, the master knew that she was worried that he would not be able to return to Earth, but he could not bear to lie to her, so he could only let out a heavy sigh.

Upon seeing this, Sang Zhitao instantly understood, and her face was no longer just slightly pale, but rather had turned deathly pale.

"You'll become more and more adept at handling things in the future, and the time you take will become shorter and shorter," Wang thought for a moment and then gently advised.

Sang Zhitao looked down at the ground and did not respond to him.

Wang's worried eyes swept over the teacher beside him.

The master sighed softly, then patted Sang Zhitao on the shoulder: "If you're really in a hurry, then go create a world."

“Master!” Wang immediately frowned and looked at his master in disapproval.

The master slowly shook his head at him: "Never mind, let her be."

Sang Zhitao silently looked into her palm, and a new sphere appeared.

The Earth life I cherish in my heart has gradually added color to the world.

It has it on all seven continents and five oceans.

After thinking for a moment, she added a little blessing to one of the familiar plots of land, bestowing upon it a touch of scientific and metaphysical talent.

"This world is quite nice." The master couldn't help but praise her as he watched her quickly sketch out the basic outline of the new world.

Sang Zhitao didn't respond to her, immersing herself in creation and refinement.

Several more months passed, and the second world began to mature.

"The success rate is exceptionally high. No wonder the master said she is a god with extraordinary talent." Wang looked at the two small worlds in front of her, his face beaming with undisguised joy.

Sang Zhitao scratched her cheek, feeling somewhat unworthy of the praise, after all, the second world she created was almost a replica of Earth.

"Huh?!" Shi suddenly frowned and looked at the first world. "Why did that world suddenly experience the end of the world?"

Sang Zhitao quickly pulled the first world closer and started looking at it herself.

As the master said, the world has now entered the interstellar age, but it is inexplicably heading towards collapse.

“It’s not because of the war,” Wang said, frowning.

Sang Zhitao stared intently at the first small world.

A Star Alliance has been formed here, and it is led by the Intelligent Race, a race known as the most rational.

Because this place has already experienced a major racial conflict, with many small groups disappearing into history, the intelligent race has long since led the prevention of all civil wars.

They lived in peace for nearly ten thousand years, but for some unknown reason, they suddenly faced their end.

"It's not a natural disaster either," Shi said, leaning closer to look at the small world.

"Strange, why does it seem like natural decay?" Wang tapped the world lightly with his fingertip and said with a frown.

"That can't be right, this world hasn't been around for very long." Shi frowned and placed his hand on the world.

Sang Zhitao looked at Wang and then at Shi, unsure of what to say.

After a long while, Wang withdrew his hand, frowned, and looked at his master: "I always feel that a rule is missing."

The teacher lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "Something is indeed missing."

Sang Zhitao, holding the little world, looked at the two of them with a troubled expression.

"No rush, you can think about it slowly," Wang gently patted her head and comforted her softly.

Sang Zhitao opened her mouth, and after a long while, she nodded, squeezing out a very soft "Mmm" from her nose.

Her fingers were constantly digging into the world around her, while her mind was racing with ideas.

Wang and Shi did not disturb her thoughts.

After a while, Sang Zhitao raised her fingertip and subconsciously tapped the main star of the Star Alliance.

A colossal sculpture, resembling an open book page, appeared in the Covenant.

"What is this?" The intelligent beings looked at the thing that had suddenly appeared in front of them with a puzzled expression.

Suddenly the pages lit up, and a line of text appeared on them...

"It's a prophecy!" a member of the intelligent race suddenly shouted.

Other members of the tribe quickly turned on the video camera and recorded it.

Sang Zhitao watched the small world continue to operate, but she did not relax.

She looked at the book-page-like sculpture with surprise and suspicion in her eyes, then abruptly turned her head to look at the second world.

That world has developed into an urban society similar to modern times, except that the technology here seems to be extremely advanced, and many people are accompanied by intelligent robots.

"From now on, your number is 003, and your mission is to protect and perpetuate civilization."

She saw a robot, equipped with the most advanced technology, open its eyes in a mysterious laboratory of a great Eastern country.

“This…” Sang Zhitao gasped, looking down at the first little world in her arms.

"What's wrong?" Shi Hewang was startled by her actions and couldn't help but ask.

Sang Zhitao pursed her lips, hesitated for a long time before saying, "These two worlds..."

"These two worlds seem to be worlds I've been to before."

As she spoke, Sang Zhitao pointed to the small world in her arms: "This is the world of interstellar elves. I am the crown prince of the wind elves there, the future queen of the wind elves, and I am regarded as a source of hope by the commander of the Star Alliance."

She then pointed to the small world next to her: "That's the second world. That world will face technological apocalypse, where robots will become the masters of the world, and they will be divided into classes."

"In that world, I led other robots to liberate the class and put many robots on a freer path."

The master and the king exchanged glances before the king said, "Perhaps it is because you have experienced these worlds that you subconsciously used them as a model to create your own little world."

“Is that so…” Sang Zhitao frowned and murmured.

She felt that these two worlds were inextricably linked to the two worlds she had visited.

What Sang Zhitao didn't know was that in that void, the light spheres of the two worlds, the interstellar elves and the robots, were clearer than before, as if they had gone from phantoms to physical entities.