Tonight, Alice joins the hunt.

“Peace is hope, while strength is the guarantee of peace.” Cheng Xin replied with a smile, her bright smile momentarily tinged with a faint melancholy, perhaps even a deliberate act: “I observed your team. If it were just an ordinary reincarnation squad, I might have simply eliminated them or ignored them altogether. But your team is different. In your group… there are quite a few individuals who make me uneasy.”

“You are the successor of Hypatia, and I owe Hypatia a favor. Normally, this debt wouldn’t really bother me much. Even if I killed you, I would only be unhappy for three to five years at most, and the impact would be quickly eliminated—but not now.”

"Your lover, another information mage from the alchemy school, possesses great fortune. Not only her, but your captain also bears traces of being favored by human fortune. Although both of them are only approaching the ideal state of mind, rather than having achieved it, as extraordinary beings, you should understand that so-called fortune is simply the humanity of the Great Chang or the direct attention of those who do as they please. For a protagonist in reserve to make a move against these chosen ones of fortune would easily lead to some unpredictable consequences, and your status as reincarnators prevents me from fully seeing through your trump cards."

She gave an analogy. "I can defeat you as easily as crushing a mosquito, just like I did just now. But I can't completely wipe you out without leaving a trace."

"The souls of the brother and sister in your team are inhabited by an evil entity. If provoked too much, it might self-destruct. Although even if the evil entity fully revives, it's just something I can easily remove with a little effort. But its abilities are a bit troublesome for me. If I give it a chance to unleash its full power, I might have to use some methods to deal with it even if I'm serious."

"Besides that, your team possesses a secret treasure that I cannot fathom, and which is beyond the capabilities of beings at your level. A man who, though not yet transcendent, exudes a dangerous aura, is controlling it. That man is cunning, appearing only briefly on Earth before completely concealing himself. I suspect he is the sage of your team, an intellect that surpasses that of a group of transcendent beings. Moreover, he must have noticed the anomaly long ago, perhaps even sensing my presence—I don't really want to deal with such a creature at this time."

She paused slightly as she spoke.

“You seem to have overlooked someone,” Patchouli said softly. “The person who first discovered you, or the person you first let her discover you and then made contact with—you even want to distance yourself from me, the successor of Hypatia, a connection that can only be considered barely tenuous. So I suppose you didn’t want to see her for no reason.”

The melancholy on Cheng Xin's face disappeared.

“Yes, you’re right. I did deliberately want to see her, even revealing myself from hiding. The reason I didn’t stay hidden from the beginning was because of her.” Not only the melancholy disappeared, but even the smile that accompanied it vanished. “I didn’t expect one of my avatars to actually fall in love, or rather, I shouldn’t have devoured the soul of Theresa Apophis when I descended? Because of her, a small part of my power went out of control, and I had to restore and eliminate that part of the devoured soul. As a result, I’m now in a rather unfavorable position.”

"I could have disguised myself as an ordinary traveler, or an unlucky soul who transmigrated into Cheng Xin's body. Given your team's style of doing things, I only needed to reveal this identity and not create any conflict of interest with you to stay until you left this world. But the part of me that went out of control made me say some things I shouldn't have said and do some things I shouldn't have done. So much so that peace can only be maintained through force."

She sighed softly and said, "What a coincidence that at the crucial moment when I became the one who could do whatever I wanted, a reincarnation team like yours, whose compatibility with me is extremely poor, has descended into the same world. I wouldn't believe it myself if I said this wasn't my tribulation of ascension. However, your team is also at a critical point now. If you become my tribulation of human life, then I will also become your tribulation of protagonist."

“You are a rational person, Patchouli Knowledge, a disciple of Hypatia. The reason I do not conceal my purpose is that once cause and effect become intertwined, your conflict with me will inevitably expose my true purpose. Therefore, in order to prevent you from having unrealistic expectations, I have no choice but to make everything clear from the beginning.”

"Then, make your choice. Patchouli Knowledge. You are not strong enough yet, and you are not ready to face the protagonist's tribulation. If you start a war, someone will inevitably die. And I am currently in a bad state during my breakthrough, so my chances of success are the lowest. But there are always exceptions. You must complete your missions, and I also have things to do. But these two are not entirely contradictory."

"So, is it a win-win situation or a lose-lose situation? I look forward to your choice."

She raised her glass to Patchouli, and the next moment, Patchouli felt herself fall into deep darkness.

Section Fourteen: In Silence

"So, we were all wiped out without even seeing the enemy. And we weren't completely wiped out in outer space only because the enemy spared us?"

Alice sniffed, opening her eyes from the darkness of the collapsing spacetime. Before her lay a dark, crystal-clear starry sky and a biting cold wave of minus 220 degrees Celsius. From the familiar geomagnetic field, she could clearly sense that she was lying on the Earth's surface, between wood and soil. In other words, she had been blasted back to Earth from two hundred light-seconds, or sixty million kilometers away, with a single finger, and she had no chance to resist.

"...Not being killed outright is perhaps a good thing." She chuckled self-deprecatingly. "At least it means they don't intend to be completely hostile to us... Is it the fear of a higher-level being towards the main god? Or is it that the traces of some cheap mother on me, which I can't feel at all but are definitely still there, have alerted them?"

"Damn it, I went to great lengths to integrate the team's strengths in the last world, and finally managed to improve the team's weaknesses... Was it really necessary to deliver such a devastating blow right from the start? Even if a flower needs to weather the storm, isn't it a bit too much to just throw a blizzard at it?"

She rubbed her head and slowly stood up from the frozen ground. Her unharmed state was undoubtedly a clear enough signal—she was alright, and the others were probably alright too, at most, they would just lose face—Alice raised an eyebrow.

A mental wave emanated from her, and while the previously prepared mental network was no longer accessible, the temporary satellite system used to monitor the Earth's surface remained operational. She easily reconnected to the satellite network and, a few seconds later, received a series of intelligence reports that left her both amused and relieved.

She breathed a sigh of relief because there hadn't been any casualties in the team. Everyone was alive and didn't seem to have suffered any curses or hidden injuries. But what made her both amused and exasperated was… she shook her head slightly. She casually deleted several video clips from the surveillance system showing people being brutally beaten and driven to despair by unforeseen circumstances. Then she issued a global notification.

"Everyone, please assemble here immediately after receiving this message. Let's summarize the intelligence we've gathered and our next action plan—coordinates are XXXXXX. I'll wait for you in fifteen minutes," she said. Clearly, with the speed of superhuman beings, traveling from any point on Earth to another wouldn't take more than five minutes. The reason for giving so much extra time was to allow one, or rather, several, of those instantly defeated and rendered speechless to have time to descend the steps, and as it turned out, her approach was correct.

The first to arrive was Sirin. She opened a door and came in, holding a ball of light trapped in a distorted space. Her face was an eerie mix of red and blue. The traces of her inner conflict were written directly on her face—she seemed to want to say something when she saw Alice, but Alice gave her a 'calm down' gesture, indicating that she should wait until everyone was present before revealing the information she had.

The second to arrive at the rendezvous point was Patchouli, who appeared no different from usual. She remained calm and composed. But Alice, who knew her well, could tell at a glance that her mind was in turmoil. However, before Alice could even ask, an encrypted message transmitted via a special frequency reached Alice's mind. And then, someone she loved immediately joined the ranks of those experiencing turmoil.

The third, or perhaps the third group to arrive, were the Zhao siblings. Logically, both being extraordinary beings skilled in manipulating space, their travel speed, even if slower than Xilin's, should be roughly the same. However, they arrived a full five minutes later than Xilin. Outwardly, nothing seemed amiss, but how much drama they internalized... that's hard to say.

The fourth group to arrive was Chu Xuan, or rather, the fragments of the Tower of Babel that Chu Xuan carried. When the Great Library was cleaved in two, he immediately unfolded the Tower of Babel world and swallowed all the team members who hadn't reached the transcendent level into a single bag. He then attached the materialized fragments to an artificial human body. His landing site was approximately a thousand kilometers away from Alice, so he was actually the first to act. Upon arrival, he opened a rift in the world to release the others, but he himself made no intention of revealing himself.

Patchouli stomped her foot as the Tower of Babel world unfolded, and a grand Eastern Roman-style conference hall was erected on the spot. The reincarnators took their seats, and then the temperature was adjusted, and various measures to block the wind vortex were activated. Only after everyone was seated and in a state of readiness did Zheng Zha, flapping his dragon-transformed wings, fly in unsteadily from the horizon.

It seems he suffered a significant blow. However, it was only 'significant,' not fatal. After he took his seat at Alice's gesture, an emergency meeting began on this surface where the temperature was -220 degrees Celsius. First, it was Sirin's turn.

...After a period of time.

"...That's all I know." The taciturn Sirin directly created a holographic record of her memories and played it before the reincarnators. She recounted everything she had done, seen, and heard after leaving the atmosphere, adding annotations in her own words where appropriate—she had initially planned to process the images and sounds involving Cheng Xin, but Alice stopped her—if the other side truly intended to attack, they had no chance of winning from the start. There was no need to taint the information here.

"In short, what that guy who calls himself a member of the Yaochi School and is obsessed with the Qi cultivator Chang'e is trying to make the script of this world work properly so that she can complete this role-playing game. To this end, she also gave me all the souls that she had taken from the entire Earth, which is all of them."

Celine stretched out her hand, showing the others the radiance confined within the distorted spacetime. Aside from spirits that had naturally or accidentally vanished, all the souls accumulated by human civilization over tens of thousands of years were stored within this sphere, smaller than the palm of a hand. The exact number was difficult to calculate, but it was undoubtedly a number that needed to be measured in trillions.

Clearly, the person who created this sphere was Chang'e, who bestowed it upon Xilin, or rather, Cheng Xin. This could perhaps be considered a silent deterrent. This craftsmanship alone is enough to prove that her control over it far exceeds the combined power of the entire Zhongzhou team. And just how much energy she can command—the reincarnators have likely already experienced it firsthand not long ago.

A direct confrontation is definitely outmatched, and using strategy... is probably unlikely to work either. Because brute force can never overcome overwhelming force, and the weak can never triumph over the strong. The principle of overwhelming power is an absolute truth, at least at the level of the reincarnators. Even after exhausting all means, none of those present could devise a countermeasure against that overwhelming force.

Alice reached out and took the orb of light. After a glance, she knew that with just a little force applied to the outside of the orb, they could release all the souls inside. But this would be an irreversible process, one that could not be stopped once it began. In other words…

“We could prepare a large-scale resurrection ritual to reincarnate all the dead on this planet. But among these souls, there are bound to be some that may be harmless to us, but not necessarily beneficial. I’ve done some research and come up with a plan that can minimize the harm. But before that, I think we should probably decide on our next course of action.”

She placed the ball beside her and spoke earnestly.

"The environment we are in now is extremely harsh, the kind of harshness that leaves almost no room for maneuver. The opponent is at least equivalent to a high-level fourth-tier idealistic information spellcaster who has unlocked the genetic lock—the relevant information will be sent to everyone later—in short, most of the methods that Patchouli and I use are ineffective against her, and besides that, our absolute strength is also severely insufficient. Not to mention that she has already included the Trisolarans, the Singers, the Zeroers, and other background forces in her calculations, even if they hadn't, we simply cannot find a suitable fulcrum, and even if we did find a fulcrum, our own size is insufficient to become the counterweight that allows the lever to move."

"We can't beat her, no matter what. Just like how we couldn't withstand a single blow from Hinami Tenshi in the Final Destination world despite using every means at our disposal, we can't withstand even one of her attacks. And she doesn't even seem to have any weaknesses like Hinami Tenshi—there's nothing in this world worth making her back down. Or rather, our current situation is already the result of her giving in. And what's worse, our mission requires us to transport Earth to the Trisolaran star system and complete its habitable transformation before we can return to the Main God Space. In other words, if we don't intend to act according to her will, then we only have one choice."

"Should we just abandon the mission and have everyone commit suicide to return to the Main God Space?" Zheng Zha said in a low voice, his face grim. As he spoke, he flipped through the information Alice had shared with him about idealistic spellcasters, and the more he read, the more he frowned.

Those materials... are actually of little reference value. Because when idealistic spellcasters left Alice's mother world, even the strongest among them had barely touched the edge of the transcendent level. All their theories and basic knowledge were quite outdated, completely incompatible with Chang'e's power to pluck stars from the sky. The only information available was that what Alice and Patchouli could do, Chang'e could easily do as well, and any information-based spellcaster would pay particular attention to the collection and manipulation of information.

Without a doubt, the Chang'e who calls herself Cheng Xin is currently in some hidden place, monitoring the every move of the reincarnators. She's watching every minute change she can perceive across the entire Earth, even the entire solar system. Keep in mind, she's a complete psychic monster; there's no way she could lack computational power or be distracted. Trying to secretly slip through her fingers is impossible.

In other words, the reincarnators now face only two paths. First, they can refuse to cooperate with Chang'e, commit suicide to abandon the mission and return to the Main God Space, or fight her, be killed, and then resurrected back in the Main God Space. Second, they can cooperate with Chang'e, modifying the entire planet to suit her role-playing. They can then complete the main mission while enduring attacks from the Trisolarans and the Singer civilization summoned by Chang'e for 'plot requirements,' and then return to the Main God Space with the rewards. There is no other way.

"...Isn't there any other way? For example..."

“No, there are only these two paths to choose from.” Patchouli stopped Zheng Zha from finishing his opinion. “Do you remember what you said in the Great Library? I, Zhao Yingkong, Zhao Zhuikong, have been behaving abnormally since entering this world. Now I can determine that it was the interference of the power left behind by Chang'e on Earth. We have been under her watchful eye since the moment we arrived, so any resistance is futile.”

“We can’t do anything to her. She’ll know everything we come to here immediately… or rather, all the information we can come to is already in her calculations. For example, the reason she hasn’t eliminated us is because she’s wary of us, and the act of playing the role of ‘Cheng Xin’ is actually quite important to her…” Alice said slowly, revealing some of the information Patchouli had given her. “However, it’s all meaningless.”

“You should know this, Zheng Zha.” She gazed at the team leader. “Even if we have resurrection items, there might still be ways to bypass them and reduce our numbers. If we choose to fight, then everyone here, except for you, me, Patchi, Zhao Yingkong, Zhao Zhuikong, and Xilin, could face certain death here. And many in our team no longer have the chance to be resurrected through the Golden Scripture of the Sun.”

Perhaps that's one of the God's purposes, to have the Central Continent team abandon the weaker members who can't keep up with the top tier. If you choose to fight...

Alice gazed at Zheng Zha, and all Zheng Zha could offer her in return was silence. He could certainly guess the consequences of choosing war. The Rebirth Cross was indeed powerful, but for a spellcaster approaching the realm of sainthood, removing the resurrection item before its effect was triggered was not difficult—without reaching the transcendent level, one didn't even have the right to use resurrection items in battle. The difference between the ordinary and the extraordinary was fully revealed at this moment.

The meeting ended in silence.

Just a few days later, the giant resurrection ritual, modified by Alice, unfolded on the Earth's surface, which had undergone some repairs.

Section Fifteen: Daring to Change the World

...the sound of electricity, interference, and many other fine, dense noises...

[The resurrection ritual has begun, and all processes are now operational. Our physical bodies and minds are operating at full capacity. This communication link is a special channel built upon the power of the Supreme God; it doesn't consume computing power and leaves no record in our brains or souls afterwards. Therefore, we can now hold a real meeting here.] — A flat, unremarkable female voice.

"Let's share some information first. First, we can be certain of one thing. The possibility that Chang'e sensed our reincarnation team's impending arrival in this world is extremely low. In other words, what she did before our arrival must have been intentional." —A slightly cold female voice.

[That's a possibility, but we can't rule out the possibility that scheming against our reincarnation team was also one of her goals. However, the information we have so far is too limited, so we can tentatively conclude that since the Supreme God sent us to Earth, it proves that in the Supreme God's judgment, the area we landed in is safe and not under the watchful eyes of a super-powerful being like Chang'e. And even if she did notice us, it would only be when the protection was removed and we began to explore our surroundings.] — A calm male voice.

【Very good. This proves that among all the things we can see, at least—the fact that 'the Earth was destroyed, and all human civilization was wiped out' is real, and it was Chang'e who did it. Everything else we do on Earth, and the information we gather from those investigations, is likely fabricated.】—A flat female voice.

[Every word Chang'e speaks could be a lie, but there's a fundamental principle within the idealistic school of thought that's as immutable as the four arithmetic operations within the broader system of mathematics. That principle is that idealistic madmen must abide by certain rules they themselves have set for themselves. It's like a kind of oath; there are things she must do even if she doesn't want to, just as she has to 'play' Cheng Xin. Of course, there are ways to circumvent this; the idealistic system doesn't have such obvious loopholes. But special cases are not excluded.] — A calm female voice.

"But that could be false. She claims to have traveled to over three thousand worlds, but the truth is impossible to verify. Aside from the possibility that Chang'e herself destroyed or watched Earth crumble, another fact that can be proven is her immense power." —A cool, clear female voice.

[But I saw it with my own eyes, those things were real, those things were true. Those endlessly looping scripts and everything in those scripts. I'm sure it was all true, and I did indeed retrieve the lost souls of Earth from her.] —A slightly… lively female voice.

[But it's also possible that Chang'e only took the souls from Earth. Everything else you see is a tangible illusion born from her own mind. Didn't you check your communicator after you came back? It wasn't even turned on. What you saw from beginning to end was a false reality created by the power of the mind—like a stone, it has the shape of a cake, the smell of cake, the taste of cake, even the texture of cake, and even the digestive enzymes in your stomach can digest it like cake. But it's still just a stone.] —A flat female voice.

[I can't think of any difference between this stone and the cake after such a level of change.] — A lively female voice.

The difference lies in the fact that once the interference of idealistic information is removed, the cake will turn back into a stone, and the act of digesting it will fill the stomach of the person who ate it with stone chips. The real cake, however, will always remain a cake—a similar example can be seen in Cinderella's pumpkin carriage and glass slipper. As long as the power of interference doesn't diminish, or even becomes self-sustaining, then idealistic madmen can arbitrarily alter reality. But regardless, the altered reality is ultimately an illusion. —A cool, clear female voice.

【Excuse me, who is Cinderella?】—A female voice that gradually turns from lively to dejected.

[...So you're saying that everything except the power we've personally experienced and the history before it all began could be fake, right?] — A male voice suppressing some emotion.

"Yes, everything could be fake. Aside from those two possibilities, only we, the souls we've acquired, and what we're doing now are real. What we need to do now is deduce Chang'e's motives and the means she might use to achieve them, and then use that as a basis to decide our subsequent strategy. After all, Chang'e is a delusional idealist who can't believe a single word; her proposed cooperation might very well be a trap." — A calm female voice.

[So what should we do? Can we deduce her motives?] — A slightly irritable male voice.

[It's difficult to deduce her motives; all we can confirm is that she will play the role of 'Cheng Xin' and will accomplish what Cheng Xin would do years later. Her words and actions suggest this matter is very important to her, but that's probably not the truth.] — A flat female voice.

[She repeatedly mentioned that she doesn't kill, doesn't want conflict with us, and prefers peace. This is likely an attempt to create the illusion that she's at a crucial juncture, unwilling to be our enemy but forced to play the role of Cheng Xin. Even her apparent loss of control when mentioning Xilin is feigned. Based on my past information, idealistic spellcasters don't place great importance on the integrity of their soul structure. To them, the soul is a component that can be freely cut and removed… but the possibility that they rewrote their power system after leaving the mother world cannot be ruled out.] —A cold female voice.

[So, we can't deduce her motive?] — A rhythmic female voice.

[It's just a matter of remaining vigilant. Based on the current clues, it can be determined that Chang'e is indeed at a crucial stage. Playing the role of Cheng Xin is likely a necessity for her, perhaps even a principle she must adhere to as a mind-based spellcaster. She might be able to use some means to ignore this principle, but that could very well lead to a less than pleasant outcome for her.] — A calm female voice.

"The reason she's releasing this information is because she can actually afford the cost. So she's using it as a warning, letting us know the worst possible outcome before we take action. This isn't exactly good news, but it proves that Chang'e's condition isn't as ideal as she portrays. Based on this, I have a tentative action plan." —A calm male voice.

She watched Earth be destroyed, yet she wanted the Three-Body Problem's storyline to unfold. She had the ability, but her inaction likely stemmed from some reason preventing her from doing so. This gives us considerable room to maneuver—her script can work, but the specific implementation should be guided by us. To achieve our goal, we need sufficient support and a suitable stage.

....................................

On the outer side, gray tides roll across the Earth's surface.

Although the Great Library was destroyed, multiple backups of some key technological entities and all the archival data were preserved. After several days of accumulation, the nanobot swarm released by Patchouli had replicated a sufficient number underground. Furthermore, many projects crucial for the reshaping of the ecosystem were in place.

If the soul is intact, reshaping a compatible physical body is not difficult. Reshaping tens or hundreds of billions of compatible bodies would only extend the process to a few months. If the goal is simply to resurrect all the dead, the reincarnators wouldn't need to make a big fuss. However, if they want these seemingly useless people to still be of use after their resurrection, then they must first take care of the Earth's ecological environment.

Obviously, in the process of reshaping the ecosystem, surface temperature should be the top priority. As the nano-ash tide surged into the numerous abandoned underground cities, the already fragile crust was easily breached, and the asthenosphere, which had been accumulating massive amounts of magma, erupted outwards!

BOOM—!!! All the planetary engines failed simultaneously within a five-second margin. Lava erupted from underground, piercing and engulfing them, then propelling molten sulfur and iron into the sky. The solidified oxygen and nitrogen on the surface melted instantly. The bluish-white surface turned crimson, and then the intense heat was rapidly diluted by the outside environment, quickly causing a layer of frost to form on the crimson lava surface.

The volcano continued to erupt, but the spewed lava and smoke froze into blocks no more than a kilometer into the air. The fire gushing from the ground and the ice frozen in the sky collided in what should be the troposphere, resulting in violent, large-scale explosions and roars that echoed throughout the entire Earth's crust.

All traces of humanity left on Earth were erased in this instant. All messages residing on the surface turned to dust with the shifting energy. Just as dozens of revelations unfolded simultaneously on Earth, marking the beginning of a new era, all remnants of the previous era were completely wiped out.

Chang'e is a Qi cultivator specializing in information technology; she must have a backup plan on this planet. Although it might just be a casual move or two for her, the fact that she said she wouldn't return to Australia on Earth for several years indicates she doesn't care what kind of modifications the reincarnators make to Earth before her return. Therefore, there's no need to leave a hidden danger whose general area can be detected but whose exact location is impossible to pinpoint.

The human world was destroyed. But after the destruction, a second creation immediately followed.

To sustain Earth, or rather, its ecosystem, without altering its shape, a sufficient amount of heat is required. For this wandering star destined to leave the solar system, the Sun is undoubtedly the most suitable heat source.

Europa, a moon of similar size to Jupiter, was captured, then dismembered and transported to Earth's vicinity over a process that took several days, before being reassembled. Although the Great Library was destroyed, with ample data and materials, rebuilding a stellar extraction tower wouldn't take too long—after all, the Sun, already in its red giant phase, doesn't have much time left, so rather than letting it slowly age and die out, it's better to let it contribute its last bit of energy.

Thus, the stellar extraction tower was activated. The red giant was drained, skipping the supernova stage and directly becoming a white dwarf. The extracted energy was then used to create a power plant, which was then lowered into the core of Europa.

The moon is gone, so Europa became the replacement for the sun and moon. Once the power reactor was in place and the new moon's orbit around the Earth was set up, numerous energy pipes connected to the 'moon's' surface were simultaneously activated within the nano-ash-eroded core. Immediately afterwards, the 'moon' began to emit sunlight.

Earth regained a 'moon', which then replaced the sun. To balance its orbit, the eroded core of the 'moon' was stripped away and placed on the opposite side of the 'sun'. Many important monitoring systems and scientific research instruments were placed inside, and it then became the new 'moon'.

The sun and moon were rebuilt. The problems of tides and temperature were resolved. When the lunar system, which revolves around the Earth, began to function, the clash between hot and cold temperatures on the Earth's surface also came to an end. Gases released from the Earth's depths filled the void in the atmosphere, and Europa was chosen, in part, because it contained enough ice.

A long period of thunderstorms arrived, tectonic plates shifted, and the oceans were refilled, but the world remained unchanged because the large island of 'Australia' had to exist. Under the intervention of the reincarnators, the period of stabilization that would normally take hundreds of millions of years was completed in a few months. The cracked crust was filled by swarms of nanobots, the temperature quickly returned to a level suitable for most life forms, and the oceans were filled with water again.

Earth has returned to a habitable shape for humans, so the next step is to restore the surface ecosystem to a suitable state. Biological specimens, collected and purified before the cleanup, were reactivated, cloned, reshaped, and introduced into the biosphere at different age groups for mass reproduction. This, combined with the landscape reshaping effect of the nano-gray tides and the tireless efforts of several extraordinary life forms, resulted in a rapid increase in marine life, ranging from blue whales to prawns. On land, a diverse array of flora and fauna emerged, from tigers to mice, from pine trees to dandelions. Furthermore, artifacts that could prove history, such as elephant graveyards, ancient amber, and fossils, were created and placed in appropriate locations.

Soon, the world was adjusted to the appropriate shape.

Next, the reincarnators' key project is about to begin.

Section Sixteen: The World Did Not Exist Five Minutes Ago