Shangjing City.

Lin Qiye stood at the gate of the military airport and waited for a while before he saw a convoy of vehicles approaching from a distance.

Jin Yi opened the door and got out of the car. Seeing Lin Qiye and others waiting there, he raised his eyebrows.

"Is everything done?"

"Yeah." Lin Qiye nodded.

"I'm done here, let's go."

Everyone boarded a military plane bound for Shenlongguan, and more than an hour later, it slowly landed on the tarmac.

After passing through the inner wall of Shenlong Pass, they saw a pixel cruise ship in the mooring area. It was very conspicuous in the distance. When Lin Qiye and others got closer and saw its structure clearly, Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan both opened their mouths in shock.

"Such a big ship, is it sailing in the fog?"

"What material is this? Why are there so many granules?" Fatty Baili touched the boat deck with his hand and said with a sigh, "Where can I buy this? I want to buy a boat too..."

"This thing can't be sold. It was made by President Shangxie himself." An Qingyu reminded kindly.

After boarding the ship and opening the door, the pixel cruise ship slowly sailed out of Shenlong Pass and headed straight towards the foggy border not far away.

On the cruise ship, Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan, who were gradually visiting, exclaimed one after another:

"A wine cellar, a gym, a swimming pool... what the hell! And a DJ lounge?"

“This is bigger than I thought.”

"What the hell is this gigolo companion box? Can I go in and take a look?"

"Wait, what brand is this motorcycle? Why haven't I seen it before?"

“…”

Jin Ji put his hands in his pockets and followed Baili Pangpang and others leisurely. When he heard their exclamations, he could hardly control the upward curve of his mouth.

"This is the Dodge Tomahawk, a one-to-one replica of the original model produced by an American company in 2003. It has ten cylinders in total and can reach a top speed of nearly 700 kilometers per hour... How do you think it is? Isn't it cool?"

"America, 2003?" Baili Pangpang looked at her in confusion, "What are you talking about?"

"Oh, I almost forgot. In the year 2003 in your world, other countries had already been swallowed by the fog...just pretend I didn't say anything." Ji Nian shrugged.

Baili Pangpang stared at her in confusion for a long time before looking away.

"By the way, can you make anything with your ability?"

"Basically." Ji Nian nodded.

"All matter in the world is essentially made up of particles. [Pixels] are also a kind of particle, and they are particles that can freely control their size and microscopic physical laws. As long as it is something that can be seen by the naked eye, I can reproduce it one-to-one. However, only when I know the structure and principle of this thing can I make it play its due role.

For example, this Dodge Tomahawk can only be made if I understand the working principle of each of its parts. Otherwise, it is just a motorcycle model with the appearance of a Dodge Tomahawk and cannot be driven on the road at all. "

Cao Yuan looked at Jin Yi in surprise: "You mean, you have completely mastered the structural principles of every part of this motorcycle? What about this cruise ship? You have also mastered such a complex large vehicle?"

"As for this ship, we probably only have control over 70% of it." Ji Nian pondered for a moment.

"Building this ship requires a lot of knowledge, covering nearly a hundred disciplines including fluid mechanics, aerodynamics, engineering thermodynamics, etc. I haven't learned some of the more obscure knowledge yet. Fortunately, I have a whole team of the world's top engineers to back me up, so it's relatively easy."

Lin Qiye and the others looked at each other, and looked at Ji Nian as if they were looking at some kind of monster.

At the same age, ordinary people would fail in college, but this woman was able to build a cross-ocean cruise ship on her own with her knowledge.

"Since you can freely control pixel particles and their physical properties, can you turn stone into gold?" An Qingyu asked curiously.

“Not yet. I can’t shrink pixel particles to the point where I can control element fusion. Right now I can only shrink them to the molecular level at best.

However, although it is possible to reproduce objects with molecular-scale pixel particles perfectly, it is very time-consuming. Even if it is an object the size of a thumbnail, it will take at least three days to reproduce it. "

"I see. Why don't you try to use 'mysterious' power combined with microscopic physics to create..."

Listening to the conversation between An Qingyu and Ji Nian, Lin Qiye, Cao Yuan and others felt their heads swelling. A simple cruise ship visit suddenly turned into a profound academic exchange.

However, it seems that the lower and upper limits of the [Pixel] ability are extremely different, and can even be said to be a world of difference.

If an ordinary person had this ability, being able to make a decent pistol with pixels would be considered pretty good. But if it fell into the hands of a terrifying engineering genius like Jin Yi, then it would be a perverted ability that could create a star destroyer with just a backhand move!

The discussion between An Qingyu and Jinian became more and more heated, so Lin Qiye simply turned around and left. If he continued to listen, he would start to doubt whether there was something wrong with his IQ.

The cruise ship has entered the fog and is heading straight to the headquarters of the Shangxie Society, [Utopia].

Lin Qiye walked around the deck and returned to the room, sinking his consciousness into the Gods' Mental Hospital in his mind.

…

Lin Qiye, wearing a white coat, walked along the corridor of the hospital. Nurses came towards him and greeted him respectfully.

"Morning, Dean."

"Yeah, morning."

"Good morning, Dean, have you eaten yet? How about joining us?"

"Morning, you guys eat, I'm not hungry."

"You did great, kid."

"Morning... huh?"

Lin Qiye closed his mouth halfway through his words and looked helplessly at Yelande, who had a kind face in front of him.

After saying this, Yelande ignored Lin Qiye and walked slowly forward, muttering to himself:

"You did well, kid... You did well, kid..."

Lin Qiye let out a long sigh.

This time when I went back to the fasting center, I forgot to ask Dr. Li about Yelan's illness. I can only wait until the next time I have time and make a special trip to visit him.

Lin Qiye walked through the corridor and went straight to the dean's office, opened the entrance to the underground prison and walked in.

He entered the hospital this time to do an experiment.

In Linjiang City, although Lin Qiye did not kill any "mysterious" people, he did not forget that when he was in hell before, he killed a large number of polluted angels and demons.

Angels and demons are also mythical creatures, but they died countless years ago, and their souls are no longer there. What Lin Qiye killed were just corpses controlled by the power of Cthulhu...

Then is it possible that the C-type creatures he killed with his own hands could also become hospital caregivers?

With this thought in mind, Lin Qiye walked to the center of the underground prison.

He glanced around and was suddenly stunned.

The huge prison was empty. The scene he imagined of countless C-type creatures roaring and screaming did not appear.

They...can't enter this hospital?

Lin Qiye's brows were tightly furrowed.