I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms-Chapter 468: Extra 7: "Chen Universe" (7)

"Uh..."

The young man stood in awkward silence, "There’s no need for that, I am Yi’s Personal Guard, I receive plenty of rewards on a daily basis, and I’m not about to die anytime soon, as long as nothing unexpected happens, I should still have quite a few years ahead of me."

"It’s okay."

Elder Bai said seriously, "I’ll remember it for you, you’ll eventually die, right? You can’t possibly never die, can you?"

"I’m not joking with you."

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"Those who I guard in the tomb always get a surprise, there is a certain chance they can be resurrected."

"Oh?"

A flicker of surprise passed through the young man’s eyes, then he spoke earnestly, "I misunderstood Elder Bai just now, so thank you, Elder Bai. I’ll talk to my family, in case I die unexpectedly one day, I’ll have them send my body to you."

...

After the young man left, Elder Bai, with a reflective expression, swept his gaze around. He couldn’t help but admit this city felt truly different, almost thriving. He had rummaged through so many trash cans, yet not a single corpse could be found.

It was evident.

The public safety in this city was quite good.

In the past Fengtian City, finding a corpse in a trash can was all too normal, what else if not trash should be thrown in the bins? Before he started working security at Eternal Cemetery, one of his main sources of obtaining corpses was scavenging through trash cans.

Sometimes he could find several at once.

"Youth is really the best time."

Perhaps it was that old age always brings nostalgia, and as he pondered, he even began to miss his younger days. Back then, he was energetic and much more agile than now. When young, you want too much.

Beauty, power, money.

Only when you’re old do you realize all you want is one thing—health.

Elder Bai shook his head to clear the messy thoughts from his mind, no longer dwelling on them, and instead found a quiet place to tentatively channel his thoughts into the bead in his hand.

Instantly, his head spun as the earth seemed to whirl beneath him.

When his vision cleared, he found himself on an incredibly vast plain, so flat it was almost frightening. This was no natural landscape, but an entirely man-made creation.

There was no end in sight.

He discovered he had absolute control over this land, able to manipulate the terrain at will. For example, with just a thought, the ground nearby began to rise slowly, eventually forming a small hill several tens of meters high.

On this land, he was like a god of creation.

And all of this was given to him by the small bead in his hand.

Like a child with a new toy, Elder Bai couldn’t put it down as he experimented with the new functions. He found he could not only create mountains but even lakes.

But some effort was required.

He needed to draw the water from underground, but he couldn’t do it out of nothing; for instance, he couldn’t just decide that a city would appear in the distance, and a city would actually appear. That would be manipulating reality.

He merely had absolute control over this land and could perfectly use everything on it.

"Very good."

Elder Bai smiled with contentment, his normally dull eyes now shining. This was the best gift he had ever received in his life, bar none.

And he realized he could even take on a God-like perspective, overlooking the continent.

When he zoomed out to the highest viewpoint, it was like a strategy game, with many green square tiles appearing on the continent, where he could create his own cemetery anywhere he wanted, according to his heart’s desire.

Only...

This continent was constructed by kneading together over three thousand planets, its area beyond imagination.

To fully develop such a vast continent, the time and money required were astronomical.

"Wait a minute."

Could it be that Yi disliked him, didn’t want to see him around too much, and therefore had given him this thing, hinting for him to go play by himself?

While pondering, Elder Bai exited the space and began to consider how to construct his secret base. Continue reading at novelbuddy

Using such a vast area solely for a graveyard seemed too wasteful, he felt that it could even be used to establish an entirely new civilization, but his own strength was certainly not enough, to say nothing of not having enough money.

Just as he left the space and returned to that previous alley, he encountered Hungry Monkey and others who had just finished drinking and were getting ready to go to another venue.

"Eh, Elder Bai, why are you hiding here? I’ve been looking for you for ages."

Seeing Elder Bai, Hungry Monkey’s eyes lit up. He stepped forward, patted Hungry Monkey’s shoulder, and grinned, "Let’s go, join us for the second round. I’ll drink with you."

"I want to ask you something."

After hesitating for a moment, Elder Bai hesitantly said, "If you had a very large plain and you wanted to build a kingdom or even a civilization on it, but lacked the energy and finances, what would you do?"

"How would I know."

Hungry Monkey shrugged indifferently: "Do I look like the kind of person who could give you an answer? Go ask Black Doctor; he’s got a more nimble mind."

"Hey."

Standing to the side, Scarred Dog and Wang Jili exchanged glances and suddenly grinned, "Elder Bai, we know how to handle this. We’ve tried it before; we call it ’player flow’."

"This was how we did it in our universe."

"We’d distribute virtual gaming pods to people and call them ’players’, letting them think they were in a game, when in fact their consciousness was transferred to another puppet body in the real world. This way, you only need to pay out a tiny bit of compensation; use things like leaderboards to stimulate the players, and they’ll work diligently for you like mules."

"After all, in their eyes, it’s just a game, so they naturally won’t feel tired."

"They might feel it’s a bit of a grind, at most."

"But what’s that saying? The more you grind in a game, the more addictive it becomes."

"This should be the most suitable method for you."

"That does sound like a good method."

A glint flashed in Elder Bai’s eyes, but it soon faded into despondence, "But your method requires certain technological support, and a lot of puppets, both of which I don’t have."

"No need."

Scarred Dog said with a smile, "That’s our old way of doing things, long obsolete. We’ve already developed a new method. No need for puppets; just directly transport the players themselves over there."

"Consider it going through a portal."

"Then create some crises for them, and they’ll eagerly build shelters. As long as there’s a sufficient number of them, the embryo of a civilization will slowly emerge, right?"