Tick, tick, tick.
The bronze second hand swayed silently, and a cup of long-cooled tea lay on the table.
The first rays of morning light fell through the window panes, and Su Mingan sat on the bed. As his eyes opened and closed, his somewhat scattered expression gradually gathered.
"Adu, tell the time," he said.
Ah Du said: "An-chan! It is 6:40 am on the sixth day of the dungeon (April 7, 2025)! Good morning, I wish you a good mood!"
It seems that he went back to this morning.
…
[——Due to the arrival of the red sun: 5 hours and 20 minutes.]
…
In order to survive the red day, Su Mingan took action.
He stretched out his hand, and the white mark on his palm shone brightly——
The next moment, he was standing in a wasteland. The sky was a dull gray, and there was no grass growing on the ground.
——This is his “little world”.
In the initial world, there was nothing. As the "God of Creation", he could freely draw this place.
At this time, a colorful sugar cube flew out of his pocket, grew a pair of white ear feathers, and heard Si Que's voice: "Mr. Lighthouse, now I will teach you how to build a small world."
In order to survive the Red Sun, the first step is to make the small world livable and able to serve as a temporary shelter for humans.
"So the sugar cube is your microphone..." Su Ming'an looked at the sugar cube.
"Yes. Although I am in a dream, I can transmit my voice through the sugar cubes. But if you were greedy and ate the candy, now I would be talking in your stomach." The sugar cubes circled around Su Ming'an.
Su Mingan watched silently.
Sugar cube rotating for 1 minute.avi
Su Mingan stretched out his right hand.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that he was in control of everything, as if the entire world was in the space between his palms. The light condensed in his hands and turned into a pure black feather pen, similar in shape to Si Que's purple-gold feather pen.
"As the God of Creation, this is your own creation." Fangtang said, "You can start to use your imagination, God of Creation."
Su Mingan waved his feather pen and imagined in his mind——
The sky should be blue.
The earth has thousands of... The earth should be yellow-green.
In an instant.
“Wow——”
Along with his fantasy, azure blue suddenly spread out radiating from the top of his head, dyeing the entire sky.
"Clusters, clusters—"
I heard the sound of wind blowing through a birch forest, and clusters of yellow-green grass leaves emerged under my feet, dyeing the earth a deep yellow in an instant.
Su Mingan looked at this miraculous scene and once again realized that he was indeed the "Creator God" of the small world.
This feeling of being omnipotent and creating everything is in line with his stereotype of "God".
Those who play Werewolf in the town of Trili, those who are reincarnated in prison within the Black Wall, those who marry in other worlds, those who dress as women in the old days, those who wander around the universe picking up scraps... in comparison, they really cannot be called "Gods".
"We have officially entered the first step." Fangtang said:
"The first step in creating the world - [Conceiving a large map]."
“For example, if you want the small world to develop into a world with a developed water civilization, it is best to set it up with a very vast ocean.”
Su Mingan asked: "What if I hope that a magical water civilization similar to Atlantis will emerge?"
Fangtang said: "You can bring 'magical' elements into your small world, such as the siren corpse you picked up in Praia, the tentacle monster you picked up in the old days... Put these things in your small world, and a magical water civilization may be born."
Su Mingan seemed to have an epiphany: "It's like making a pot of broth. If you want to make it tomato-flavored, you have to add a lot of tomatoes. If you want to make it salty, you have to add a lot of salt and bacon."
Sugar Cube: “…Yes.”
It turns out that building a world is similar to cooking.
Su Mingan understood.
It doesn’t seem difficult at all.
He rummaged through his backpack and found a Cursefire Flower seed that Siber had given him. Seeing the seed reminded him of the girl in red. If he ascended in Rovatha, maybe he could go back to the dome to see her.
"Plant it. This is the first foreign plant in your little world." said Sugar Cube.
Su Mingan buried the seeds in the ground.
At this moment, the information panel appeared.
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【Small World·? (Unnamed)】
[Item: Cursed Fire Flower]
[Direction: Magical side]
[Elements: Curse, Fire Element, Plants, Emotional Power]
[Expected growth time: Long]
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Next is the second step of creation - [Establishing the logical framework and world rules]
Su Mingan asked: "What are the rules of the world?"
Sugar Cube's answer: "For example, some worlds believe that being naked is a virtue, but some worlds believe that being naked is wrong. For another example, water can put out fire, but in some worlds, water has no effect on fire. These are the [world rules]."
Su Mingan understood: "Then I can also..."
Cube Sugar said: "Yes, you can also set your little world as: being naked is a virtue."
Su Mingan: "I don't think so."
Sugar Cube: “Oh.”
Su Mingan copied Zhai Xing's instructions.
Next, enter the third step of creation - [Place the initial life. ]
Commonly known as "writing character setting".
Logically speaking, the world's first life should have started with cyanobacteria and bacteria, but due to time constraints, Si Que suggested starting directly with humans.
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