The spell's range covers the entire territory of China? Hand it over to the state.

Peninsula resettlement area.

Park Dong-soo was still pondering what the radio message "Don't look directly at the light source" meant.

Suddenly, he felt a heat on his face.

This warmth felt unfamiliar and long-lost. It was like the tingling sensation of sunlight streaming through the paper window onto your face when you were a child, lying on the heated brick bed in winter.

"Is it... is it dawn?"

In the crowd, someone let out a trembling murmur.

Immediately afterwards, gasps of surprise erupted like a tidal wave.

"No! That's not the sun! That's... what is that?!"

Park Dong-soo subconsciously squinted and looked eastward through his fingers.

In that instant, all that remained on his retina was a magnificent, breathtaking golden expanse.

It wasn't the sun rising.

Instead, nine blazing suns tore through the darkness!

In the far east, nine enormous three-legged golden crows, whose size cannot be measured by data, soared through the clouds as if reborn from the ashes.

Each golden crow's wingspan is thousands of kilometers long, its golden feathers shimmering and blotting out the sun. When they flap their wings, the entire atmosphere trembles.

They did not chirp, because sound had lost its medium of propagation in the face of such immense energy.

They are just flying.

"call--"

The volcanic ash cloud that plagued survivors worldwide—a "canopy" several kilometers thick containing highly toxic sulfides—was ignited the moment the sun passed by.

There is no smoke or dust, and no exhaust fumes.

The dirty dust is like snowflakes encountering a raging fire; it sublimates instantly, is burned clean, and returns to the purest air particles.

The originally chilling and biting wind transformed into a warm spring breeze the moment the sun shone down.

Park Dong-soo watched helplessly as the white breath he exhaled disappeared.

His daughter, wrapped tightly in her arms, suddenly kicked off her blanket and pointed at the sky, babbling, "Daddy, big light! Such a big light!"

The temperature is rising.

It's not that kind of heat; it's that the temperature is forcibly locked at 24 degrees Celsius, which is the most comfortable temperature for the human body, by some kind of rule.

The frozen sea surface made a "crackling" sound as the ice rapidly melted, but instead of causing a flood, it obediently retreated back to the seabed under the pull of some strange force.

"A miracle...this is a miracle..." The university professor next to him was now kneeling on the beach.

His only remaining lens was fogged up, but he couldn't bear to wipe it off. He just looked up at the nine golden crows patrolling the sky.

This is hardly human labor.

This is clearly the true divine being reshaping the universe!

However, the shock was only just beginning.

The sky is repaired; now it's time to repair the earth.

Su Yun gently pressed his palm down in the void.

"combine."

The earth began to tremble.

The tremor was not violent, unlike an earthquake which is full of destructive power. Instead, it was like a person who had been sleeping for a long time stretching, with their joints making a crackling sound.

Park Dong-soo was shocked to discover that the sand beneath his feet was wriggling.

No, the entire peninsula plate is moving!

Busan's old town, which was originally flooded by rising sea levels, is now slowly rising. The ruins of collapsed buildings, the mud and industrial waste covering the streets, are being kneaded like dough by an unseen hand.

The soil churned, and the earth closed up.

The remains of reinforced concrete were buried deep underground, replaced by fertile, black soil.

Just minutes ago, it was a scene of devastation, a living hell, but now it has been transformed into a vast, flat plain. Even more absurdly, on this brand-new land, countless tender green seedlings are breaking through the soil, growing wildly in the golden sunlight.

What is the principle behind this?

Photosynthesis? Plant growth cycle?

No, all these scientific terms are invalid at this moment.

Under the golden rays of the setting sun, the barren mountains were visibly covered in green. Dead trees sprouted new buds, and clear springs gushed forth from the dried-up riverbeds.

This is not a simple healing technique.

This is environmental reshaping.

It forcibly changed the despairing premise of "unsuitable for human habitation" into a prosperous scene of "favorable weather, peace and prosperity".

……

The same scene unfolded on all the lands where the Longxia Red Flag was planted.

On the Ganges Plain, the polluted water, filled with radiation and germs, instantly became clear, and the withered Bodhi trees on both banks sprouted new buds.

On the Siberian permafrost, thick ice layers melt into trickling streams, nourishing the newly thawed black soil and growing enough wheat to feed hundreds of millions of people.

What does it mean to change the world?

This is what is called changing the world.

Inside the command center, the operators, who had been working hard, stopped what they were doing and stared wide-eyed at the big screen.

"This...this is 'Mending the Sky'?" a young staff officer asked in shock.

"Ignoring geology, ignoring meteorology, even ignoring the law of conservation of energy... this is a complete conceptual democratization." The old general removed his military cap, took a deep breath, and said, "Blue Star is experiencing a mythical revival, but we have Comrade Su Yun. Longxia itself might very well become a myth!"

And that's not all.

on the screen.

In a plain in eastern Europe, which is also the westernmost boundary of the area currently under Longxia's actual control.

On that invisible border, a scene that could only be described as a "miracle" unfolded.

The area on the right side of the screen belongs to Longxia's control zone.

Under the bright sunshine, the phantom images of nine golden crows appeared and disappeared, casting warm golden rays. The ground was as smooth as a carpet, the grass was lush and green, and even some unknown wildflowers swayed in the breeze, the air filled with the fragrance of earth and flowers.

The left side of the image represents the heart of Western Europe, which was not yet under Longxia's control.

The area remained shrouded in thick, dark clouds, with blizzards raging and massive tornadoes whipping up debris and roaring across the sky. The ground was riddled with ravines, and lava spewed from the fissures, turning the sky a dark, blood-red hue.

There is only one line in the middle.

Just a step away, to the left lies the beauty of April in the human world, and to the right, the hellish battlefield of the underworld.

That line wasn't barbed wire or a wall, but rather the dividing line between the majesty of the gods and the forbidden zone for mortals.

Several Western refugees who had just reached the border were standing in the blizzard, staring in disbelief at the "paradise" just a step away.

They were still hesitant, still wondering if the Longxia people had ulterior motives.

But now?

"My God... is this the Garden of Eden?"

An old woman, her face blue and purple from the cold, shakily stretched out one foot and stepped across the line.

The moment my feet touched the ground, the snowstorm vanished.

Warmth enveloped her.

The old woman froze for a second, then knelt down on the warm, dry earth, kissing the soil beneath her feet and bursting into tears.

This is the most direct and violent form of conquest.

No flyers or loudspeaker announcements are needed.

Su Yun used only one skill to turn the concept of "Dragon Summer" into the only Noah's Ark in the apocalypse.

Public opinion? It's not rising, it's exploding!

Inside the command center, Su Yun watched the [National Fortune Value] soaring wildly on the system panel, a slight smile playing on his lips.

This wave of "Mending the Sky and Bathing in the Sun" not only solved the survival environment problem, but also directly shocked those mythical dungeons that had not yet fully descended.

Look over at Mount Olympus, the thunder has diminished considerably; and look at that tree in Northern Europe, its branches dare not sway wildly anymore.

After all, what ordinary person could casually conjure up nine suns to patrol the land?

Even in the mythological era, this configuration would be top-of-the-line.

……

however.

Just when the whole East was cheering and the whole West was rushing towards the East.

An unexpected event occurred.

Su Yun's expression suddenly froze.

His eyes, which had been carrying a hint of a smile, instantly turned as sharp as knives.

Almost simultaneously, the piercing alarm in the command center drowned out the cheers of the crowd.

"Warning! Extremely high energy level reaction!"

"Location: Center of the Atlantic! Space Barrier... Shattered!"

Su Yun suddenly turned her head to look at the far west side of the screen.

That was a blind spot not covered by the golden sun's radiance.

What should have been a pitch-black sea was now illuminated by a pale white light.

The light was not warm at all; instead, it exuded a chilling deathly aura and coldness, like the incandescent light in a hospital morgue, devoid of any human warmth.

The source of the light was a "door" suspended in mid-air, constructed of countless halos and wings.

Previously, it was just an illusion, a mirage.

But at this moment, it has solidified.

"Creak—"

A sickening scraping sound, though not transmitted through the air, seemed to act directly on everyone's cerebral cortex, giving everyone goosebumps.

The tightly closed door opened a crack at that moment.

No angels flew out to blow trumpets, nor did any hymns resound.

There is only one hand.

A hand, pure white, flawless, slender, and perfect, yet stained with dark red blood, suddenly reached out from the crack in the door and gripped the door frame tightly.

There was a rusty black nail embedded in the back of the hand.