Post-Apocalyptic Survival Modpack

Chapter 126, Section 125: The System

"Oh?"

Wang Ji's spirits lifted, and he immediately followed the old prophet into the new base.

As Wang Ji entered the base, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he sensed that the surrounding environment had changed slightly.

The extreme environmental hazards have disappeared.

Wherever the building blocks cover, the harm of the law collapse is blocked like rainwater, unable to penetrate.

The elderly man next to him had already taken off his protective suit and helmet and was enjoying normal breathing.

He began to report to Wang Ji on the work he had done over the past few days, the progress, and the changes that had occurred.

"We have built a new base that is theoretically large enough to support 50,000 people, and it is equipped with a complete ecological cycle system."

"The project is progressing smoothly, and the apocalypse cannot harm these new creations."

The old man's tone was full of disbelief:

"Everything derived from your creations possesses unique laws that transcend the world."

Transporting matter from the outside world into the world, or introducing other world laws as new supporting foundations, are methods that have been tried, but all have failed.

Everything external will be quickly assimilated by the apocalypse and head towards collapse.

But today...

The old man was finding it hard to contain his emotions.

"These blocks are completely unaffected by the apocalypse; their laws exist independently, and their depth can rival the apocalypse."

"They are sufficient to sustain the existence of the world."

"On behalf of this world, thank you."

The old man bowed sincerely.

"As long as it's useful."

Wang Ji nodded and said, "Continue, repair the damaged land."

"Yes."

The old man left as instructed, and neither of them felt anything amiss.

Genesis-level beings naturally possess leadership positions in the vast majority of worlds.

However, the little boy who witnessed all of this was somewhat puzzled.

Taking advantage of a free moment, the boy found the old man and asked, "Grandpa, who exactly is that older brother?"

"He seems different from the people he used to be."

The old man was taken aback and shook his head.

“It is indeed different, child.”

"That gentleman is a very capable person. Although he looks young, he may be several lifetimes older than my grandfather."

"Treat him as a respected elder, do not offend him, understand?"

"Okay, I understand." The boy wrote down the words and nodded seriously.

"But…"

The boy whispered, "Grandpa used to be really amazing..."

"Different."

The old man sighed.

This creator-level being, though seemingly ordinary, with neither world-destroying feats nor any earth-shattering influence, accomplished things far more astonishingly than the former.

Once upon a time, I was a world leader, the number one person on the continent. Before the end of the world, I could destroy a city with a wave of my hand.

However, once the laws collapsed, all these powers vanished into nothingness.

Everyone lost their power.

"This is a fundamental difference that cannot be overcome."

The old man muttered, "When the end of the world came, I realized that I was nothing more than a follower of the laws and a borrower of power."

"When I touched the threshold of world-class, I vaguely felt that that level could exist independently and truly possess power."

"And the Genesis-level beings are the creators of power."

“Dependent, owner, creator… Among these three, Grandpa is only the first level of ‘dependent’.”

"Unless you reach the world level, you're ultimately just an insignificant existence; but once you touch the world level, you'll realize your own insignificance even more."

The boy looked puzzled, clearly not understanding. The old man shook his head, offering no further explanation; his words seemed less for the child and more for himself.

After a brief chat, the old man left to continue construction.

The damaged land was gradually repaired, and laws that did not belong to this world were laid out. The world on the verge of destruction was forcibly pulled back from the brink of annihilation.

Meanwhile, several days passed, and news about this world began to spread.

The whereabouts of a creator-level being are never trivial matters.

If the person has no intention of concealing it, then this world-creating information will inevitably be widely disseminated in many places.

Some people only see a creator-level benevolent person trying to save the world.

Some people, however, couldn't help but speculate and think even more.

"What secrets could a world that is so ordinary, not even the main world, possibly hold that would warrant a visit from a creator-level being?"

Many people speculated and inquired about news from around the world.

For a time, this topic became a hot topic in many nearby worlds, and people would often mention it in places where information was frequently exchanged.

In these worlds, there is a group of people who pay more attention to this message than anyone else.

"A Genesis-class spacecraft is in our homeland?"

Many of the natives who had evacuated from the Dragonbone World found it hard to believe when they saw this news.

But some people still took action.

People continued to return on the shuttle, stepping once again onto this shattered homeland.

Even if only a minority are willing to return—or rather, capable of returning—the number is still considerable given the overall population.

Construction accelerated rapidly, and the materials that had lost their vitality and been ravaged by the apocalypse were collected using tools and transformed into new things with rules that the apocalypse could not destroy.

As new things continue to emerge in the world, the overall structure of the world seems to be showing signs of becoming more stable.

The boundary between 'having' and 'not having' is gradually becoming less blurred.

Everything seems to be getting better.

However, as construction progressed, both those who chose to stay in the world from the beginning and perish with it, and those who returned later, all realized one thing.

"Our world is becoming unlike our world."

The original laws have failed and collapsed, and are now being filled with new things, with all laws operating in accordance with these new things.

To put it simply, the existence of the world itself is like a bottle, and the laws and things within it are the liquid contained in the bottle.

The current situation is like the apocalypse has poured out all the liquid, leaving only an empty bottle. The bottle isn't very sturdy and is about to be destroyed by the apocalypse and the external environment.

But now another liquid has been poured in, not only filling the internal void but also making the bottle more stable.

It seems to have improved, but apart from the outer shell being the same as before, the contents have all changed.

People are always dissatisfied.

Some 'old guard' are aware of this, but don't know what to do.

The world was about to be destroyed, but the arrival of the Creation-level event gave people a chance to save their hometown. However, although their hometown was rebuilt, it was not similar to the one before.

But they couldn't say anything, because from the most universal perspective of social morality in all realms and in this world, they were the ones being helped, and being alive was a great fortune in itself.

Even if the world is assimilated into something else, there's nothing we can do about it.

Accept it or destroy it.

The conflicting emotions made many people uneasy, but they dared not mention it to the creator. So they had no choice but to seek out the highest leader besides the creator, namely the old prophet.

The old prophet shook his head at these people's thoughts and simply continued working in silence.

He expressed his attitude through his actions.

"The inheritance of spirit is more important than material things."

"Our history remains, our heritage remains, and our lives remain. Why ask for more?"

"Don't be dissatisfied."

What's more...

"That's a creation-level being."

The old prophet said this once, and then said no more.

But everyone understands the meaning behind those words.

(End of this chapter)