Female Swordsman Training Dojo

In short, Misuru, who was being stared at by Harunobu, changed the subject: "Harunobu, shouldn't we contact Sachiko and the others?"

Each time he broke through the world barrier, Harunobu would contact his wives. That was when the signal was strongest. Once he was far from the world barrier, the signal would immediately weaken, and there would be a lot of static and noise, making smooth communication impossible.

Harunobu rubbed his fingers together, suppressing the urge to pinch Misurugi's flushed cheeks: "We've made contact, hmm?"

In Harunobu's mind, the first person to respond wasn't Taira Yukiko, but Artoria. This was a bit strange, but he quickly understood, because Artoria directly stated the reason: "Harunobu, the Puritan God knows you've been tricked into Eden and wants to cooperate with you. What do you think?"

"Cooperate with me?" Qingxin stroked his chin. "Is he reliable?"

"I can only say that he's relatively trustworthy and hasn't done anything particularly heinous." Artoria was clearly not very familiar with the Puritan God, and her words were rather conservative. However, Harunobu could still clearly sense her anxiety. Even though they could maintain contact through telepathy—which wouldn't break the other effects even if the signal weakened—Artoria and the others were still very anxious to get Harunobu back.

Harunobu, of course, also wanted to leave as soon as possible, so he asked, "Well, how strong is he?"

Artoria replied knowingly, "In terms of individual strength, he's about on par with me; but he's God, so he can also draw upon the power of faith, and he's in the secluded world, so he should be much stronger than me."

“So you might not be able to beat me then.” Harunoku nodded, ignoring Artoria’s coquettish reproach: “Fine, let’s ask him how we meet? I can’t find his house accurately.”

Artoria replied, "He said if you agree, let me tell him what the area you are in looks like, and he will come to find you."

"He's in Japan?" Harunobu's mind flashed through plans of kidnapping, beating, and coercing someone to open the door. But Artoria immediately shattered Harunobu's plans, saying regretfully, "No, he only sent a nun to make contact, and he also said not to expect him to send you back directly. His authority is not greater than that of the Pope of the Vatican."

Ok.

Harunobu helplessly recounted his current location to Artoria. The bustling Roman city and the escaped Jesus had entered Artoria's mind through telepathy, and she then relayed this information to the nun in the Blue Sky Pavilion's living room.

Then, a Jesus figure appeared before Harunobu, dressed simply and standing two and a half meters tall, with two large holes in his hands.

“Hello, Hiraharu Shin.” Jesus nodded slightly to Hiraharu Shin and spoke in a deep, magnetic voice with a strong sense of approachability: “You can call me God, Jesus, or John, it’s all fine. I want to make a deal with you.”

Harunobu pulled Misuruhime behind him and sized up the big guy, Jesus: "What are your conditions, John?"

John maintained his benevolent smile and spoke again: "I can help you get closer to the throne of heaven, allowing you to leave 'creation.' In exchange, I hope you will ally with me to fight against the rest of the gods."

John paused, and after Harunobu had processed the information a little, he added, "Of course, I also know that you seem to prefer reaching an agreement through physical intercourse, so I don't mind..."

"Hey—don't you fucking come any closer! I fucking don't like men! Are all you British people fucking sick?!" Qingxin pretended to draw his sword. These past few days, the lottery hadn't just given him supplies, but also a usable sword.

John stood there, puzzled. "I remember there's male-male love in Japan too... Okay, how about this?"

John, who was just Jesus a moment ago, has transformed into a gentle, blonde, blue-eyed woman with a large thunderbolt in her hair: "The Trinity, I am the Father, the Son, and also the Mother. It seems you prefer this type of woman?"

Qingxin looked helpless: "Please, I'm begging you, just change back already! Let's talk about the alliance!"

Chapter 538: How to Become God

When John appeared, the Roman fortress had already quietly crumbled, transforming into an orchard that Harunobu recognized very well—the Garden of Eden. And when Harunobu noticed, the fruit trees were already laden with heavy fruit, emitting an enticing fragrance.

John, now transformed back into Jesus, reached out and plucked an apple, sniffed it, and said with satisfaction, "Looks like we've come at the perfect time, here..."

Harunobu raised his hand to interrupt his cryptic words: "I'm in a hurry. Please tell me in the simplest and most direct way how to leave this awful place, or..."

John glanced at the katana at Harunobu's waist, then helplessly tossed the apple aside: "Fine, fine, but I have to say, there's no use in being anxious; the only way to find the throne of heaven is through meticulous work."

Under Haruno's unsettling gaze, John reluctantly used holy light to project an exquisite image in front of him. At the very center of the image was a huge, pure white crucifix, surrounded by countless crosses and flags of varying lengths and colors, including those with stars and crescents.

They intertwined, forming a complex, multicolored painting; so complex that it seemed as if someone had accidentally spilled a palette of paints.

John pointed to the enormous Jesus: "This is the throne of heaven you're looking for, or you could say the pool of divine power, the remains of God, the temple of the true god, or anything like that."

Then John moved his finger to the drawings next to the crucifix: “These are the great worlds that we ‘Gods’ and angels run, and as you can see, only one world is closest to the throne of heaven—the territory dominated by the Catholic Church that lured you into this world.”

John's finger moved to the largest orthodox cross and tapped it lightly: "The Catholic Church can be considered the temporary master of this world now. If you want to leave, you need its consent, or you can kill it, but I think that will be difficult."

"No, it's not a matter of strength—though that is a problem—but first you have to be able to get to that world; as the temporary master, his world is inviolable."

Chapter 580

"At least the normal methods won't work; and your method of eroding the world's walls—let alone whether it can even invade the Catholic world—even if it could, you'd have to randomly end up in the Catholic world."

Qingxin examined the map in front of him, suppressing the urge to color it all in one color, and said coldly, "Didn't I tell you to stop beating around the bush?"

John raised his hand helplessly, as if he had used up all the helplessness of the past few centuries in this short moment: "We're about to get down to business—in short, it's impossible for you to leave here through Catholicism, but you can do it another way, which is to become God, a God just like us."

Qingxin raised his brow almost imperceptibly, realizing the problem: "I see, the rule of this secluded world is that God can freely enter and exit, is that right?"

“Yes, otherwise I would have liked to use the names of gods like Poseidon or Odin.” John spread his hands helplessly: “But in the West, we don’t have much of a choice. Whether it’s this demiplane or the number of believers, we are destined to be nothing more than giant babies nailed to the cross.”

Harunobu accepted this premise and nodded slightly. Just when John thought he was going to ask how to become God, Harunobu suddenly said, "Then how about I just go and cut down this so-called Throne of Heaven?"

After all, once the core is destroyed, the Hidden World, even if it doesn't completely collapse, won't be as powerful as it once was, making it much easier to leave. Moreover, according to John, this Hidden World doesn't have a true master yet, meaning that even if you want to destroy the Throne of Heaven, you don't need to worry about being hindered by the master who controls the entire power of the Hidden World.

John was taken aback by Harunobu's sudden change of topic, and looked at Harunobu with a distressed expression: "Do you think I'm cooperating with you so that you can destroy my source of power?"

Harunobu shrugged: "No destruction, no construction—okay, let's talk about how to become God. You don't want me to spread the faith in Japan, do you?"

“If you were in the Prime Material Plane, that would be true, but here, you have a better option.” John put away his distressed expression, clapped his hands, and then several naked women emerged from the orchard, looking innocently at Qingxin.

Qingxin's lips twitched: "You're not going to make me perform some kind of God creating man scene on the spot, are you?"

John's smile froze for a moment: "How did you even come up with that idea?"

Harunobu replied matter-of-factly, "Perhaps it's because you called over a few naked women—and how do you know that's what I meant by God creating man?"

John took a deep breath, deciding not to discuss erotic matters with Harunobu, and continued, "Actually, wanting to become God and wanting to destroy the Throne of Heaven are not contradictory; because there is only one way to reach the Throne of Heaven, which is to build a world like us, and then wait for the Throne of Heaven to call upon you."

Harunobu suddenly had a strange sense of déjà vu, but he wasn't sure, so he decided to wait and see.

John continued, “You should be able to guess that the reason we created so many worlds is because of the rules of this demiplane; in this world, the Heavenly Throne at the core of the demiplane cannot be reached by physical distance. Only by building an ‘ideal world’ that meets its requirements can we shorten the distance to her, and it is also the only way to obtain her authority.”

"And you don't need to worry about having problems saying you're not a Christian. Look at all the different branches of Christianity now, how many of them don't have contradictory and conflicting doctrines?"

"Because the method by which the Throne of Heaven judges the ideal world is not based on the doctrines of the Cross, but rather on an objective process."

As John stroked the light curtain, it transformed into a small village, within which countless blurry figures of holy light roamed.

John explained in sync, "This is the beginning."

In an instant, the village transformed into a city surrounded by farmland, and the little figures of holy light donned different blurry outfits, creating a distinct difference.

"This is growth."

Then suddenly countless flames rained down from the sky, and the city was reduced to ruins in its struggle. The little men of holy light were displaced and eventually dispersed by John's wave of his hand.

“This is a trial—it’s a pity they didn’t pass.” John looked at Haruno: “If you had passed the trial, the Throne of Heaven would have called you for the first time. You could have chosen to become an angel and live in this demiplane forever. This would not have prevented you from continuing to grow.”

"Then there are three more stages: expansion, cycle, and perfection. Expansion is a direct confrontation with the ideal world of others, which is war. If you succeed, you can become an archangel. Cycle requires the ideal world to achieve the recycling of internal resources. The higher the utilization rate, the better. If you succeed, you can obtain the authority of the throne of heaven and become 'God'."

"As for ultimate perfection, that's just the literal meaning, and no one has achieved it yet; my condition for cooperating with you is that I hope you can help me achieve this."

John extended his right hand to Haruno: "Shall we make a deal?"

Harunobu stroked his chin and asked, "A war during the expansion phase shouldn't be a one-off event, right?"

John nodded in reply: “Yes, worlds that have reached the expansion stage can attack each other and unite; including attacking Catholicism, but the gods cannot enter each other’s worlds through this means.”

Harunobu felt an increasing sense of déjà vu: "One last question, how do you achieve perfection? By destroying all the worlds?"

“This is a very popular theory, and many people think so, including that Catholic one.” John shook his outstretched right hand. “But I don’t think so. I think what’s needed to reach perfection is to make the ideal world a reality. That’s in line with the rules of this demiplane and its name.”

"What's the name?" Harunobu grasped John's hand, and after they shook it up and down, John released his hand and said, "Genesis."

The author says:

Author's Note: Update progress 14/30. I promised an extra chapter, but I've been feeling really down about this part of the story lately, so this won't count towards the extra chapter progress. Consider it a little something extra for everyone (︶^︶)

Chapter 539: Those damn Paradox Interactive companies are still chasing me

"Genesis? You mean the Genesis of Light?"

Upon hearing this name, Harunobu couldn't help but ask curiously. John didn't hide anything; he brought it up precisely to pique Harunobu's curiosity: "That's right, otherwise where do you think all that time came from?"

Haruno sighed: "Do you know that answering questions with rhetorical questions is a very annoying habit?"

John shrugged; he was visibly relieved after Harunobu agreed to cooperate.

Harunobu stopped dwelling on that point and went straight to the point: "So, how do I create my ideal world? Should I just press 'Let there be light'?"

Harunobu was joking, but John nodded seriously: "Pretty much, because you already have the territory to support your ideal world, so we can skip the process of starting from scratch and start shaping the world directly."

Harunobu blinked, then pointed to his feet: "Here?"

“You drove away the original owner, so this place naturally belongs to you,” John said matter-of-factly. “And I don’t think he’d dare come back to take it back, so we can ignore this minor issue. What you need to consider now is how to find enough residents of the ideal world. This area has been reset, and the inhabitants have been returned to their owners.”

Harunobu pursed his lips: "Hurry up!"

John, who was about to launch into a long speech, was momentarily speechless: "Alright, here are a few options. You can create your own people, capture people from other worlds, or use the people I give you. People you create yourself will be weak and at a disadvantage during the trials and expansion phases. Capturing people may attract enemies, and the captured people may not be loyal. Using my people has no drawbacks, but the problem is that they are my people."

Chapter 581

Qingxin considered for a moment: "Let's make a baby, but how exactly should we do it?"

John was not surprised by Harunobu's choice. He pulled out the large map that Harunobu wanted to color in one color again and pointed to a white spot: "Concentrate your mind here, and the Throne of Heaven will accept your ideas and shape the terrain, buildings, and inhabitants you want. Of course, since you are still in the early stages, the things you can shape will be relatively basic, so don't rush it."

"Also, I suggest you dedicate some of your energy to creating an assistant that can monitor and observe the residents' real-time status and predict your future actions. I recommend the Three Fates or..."

Under John's patient and earnest guidance, Harunobu quickly mastered how to transform the world he stood upon. Just as John had said, all it took was thinking, or at most speaking. The earth could rise, sink, and even flip in his mind; lakes, mountains, volcanoes, and oceans could be created with a single thought. Creating humans was even simpler; he could even choose to create ancient god's retinues with seven-colored skin that emitted dazzling light, eight arms, six legs, and two rows of chests.

After finally having enough fun, Harunobu restored the world to normal, choosing the Great Plains as the starting point, and simply using ordinary yellow-skinned people as the inhabitant template.

John, thoroughly impressed by Harunobu's imagination, said with satisfaction, "It seems you've grasped it. Now all you need to do is confirm the start with the Throne of Heaven."

Harunobu did as instructed and completed the final confirmation.

"Very good, you should have also created an assistant, right? Next, go ask... what did you do?"

John stared dumbfounded at the light screen that appeared in front of Harunobu, along with the complex and numerous, yet seemingly useful, numbers and images on it, completely bewildered.

Prestige? Cohesion? Organization? What are all these?!

As Harunobu stared at the light screen in front of him, and at the numbers that were both familiar and unfamiliar, he fell silent—Damn Paradox Interactive, why are they still chasing me!

This is clearly a hybrid UI of Paradox Interactive's five most popular characters!

So you already have cohesion by the time you reach the Bright Middle Ages?

With a regretful but skillful hand, Harunobu began operating the system. First, let's... cough cough! Harunobu stopped his habitual actions, because these people were all newly created and had no blood relation whatsoever. No, it's because although it uses Paradox Interactive's UI, it's not really Paradox Interactive; at least for now, there are no options for declaring war or diplomacy. It's more like a building game like RimWorld.

After spending a little time studying it, Qingxin quickly figured out how to play this new game. It's all about mining, upgrading technology, and increasing happiness, prestige, and money, right? I'm familiar with that. First, let's make a human Pisha… ahem!

These aren't tiny figures; they're artificial beings indistinguishable from real people, except their eyes are so innocent they seem like they've never been to school. Furthermore, the goal of this game is to create an ideal world, not a coloring game, so certain absurd gameplay elements should be sealed away. After all, there aren't any cute little mice around, so there's no point in tormenting them.

Harunobu began operating the system skillfully, issuing various commands. The artificial humans, who had been innocently slacking off in the orchard, immediately began their tasks with great excitement, only to collapse one after another.

Those who tried to hunt were killed by their prey; those who fished fell into the water and disturbed their own fishing spot; those who mined smashed their feet and those who cut down trees sprained their backs. Only those who gathered resources fared a little better, but they immediately got diarrhea after eating them.

While the UI resembles that of a game, these androids, modeled after ordinary people, are clearly not as superhuman as the characters in the game. The advantage is that they can do many things, but the disadvantage is that they have to learn everything from scratch.

John smiled beside him: "Welcome to the primitive world, young God."

So this is supposed to be civilization?

Harunoshi scratched his head, ceasing his micromanagement and instead following John's advice to provide a general direction "each round," which involved clicking the national policy tree once. He left the rest to the characters to figure out, and gradually things started to get on track.

The innocent looks in the little people's eyes gradually faded as they learned various survival skills. At least they no longer tripped and fell flat on their faces, and they also learned to wear clothes. And because Harunobu had maximized all available resources when creating this world, their population was also rapidly increasing.

John watched from the side, utterly astonished. The seemingly intricate icons on the Qingxin light screen effortlessly displayed all the important data of the entire world, and the screen could even track the movements of every little figure in real time.

Most importantly, whenever Harunobu clicked the button that indicated the end or the next round, time would fly by, instantly moving to the next point. It could be a month, or a year! Ten years! After careful observation, John discovered that the rapidly skipped time seemed to be "the time when the residents were developing step by step according to Harunobu's orders."

This is much more convenient than them having to manually accelerate. Even though they are truly omnipotent in the world created by Genesis, accurately skipping "useless time" is still a very energy-consuming task.

Not to mention that as gods, they must rely on intermediaries like prophets or kings to intervene in the already operational ideal world. While it's not impossible to directly send down divine intervention, this works in the first two phases but not in the trial phase.

Because the natural disasters brought down by the trials are based on the limits of a civilization's power, if divine miracles are used, it will only attract natural disasters that even the gods would need to exert their full strength to deal with. Even if they manage to survive in the end, when it comes to the expansion phase, inhabitants who have not undergone the trials will often be utterly defeated when facing inhabitants who have.

After all, by then, the opposing team also had a god.

So he made the right choice in partnering with Qingxin! Just having such an "assistant" can greatly improve the efficiency of cultivating his ideal world! And this isn't even considering his power to break down world barriers!

John became excited.

But Harunobu couldn't muster any excitement.

Chapter 540: Caused by playing Ironman mode (4400 words)

Although Harunobu hadn't moved his position, the place he was in had changed drastically. The tranquil Garden of Eden had become a prosperous city, with thick walls replacing the lush fruit trees. Vast farmlands surrounded the castle, where countless men and women with innocent eyes worked the land, and they were now dressed in clothes.

And although the castle era had arrived, there was no class oppression. Everyone was equally dispersed in the fields tending the crops, and rested equally when tired or thirsty. The tall and thick city walls were meant to defend against wild beasts and even more terrifying magical beasts, but under Harunobu's great intervention, the number of these dangerous creations was so small that there was no need to establish dedicated combat personnel.

So, this world is prosperous, peaceful, and loving... yet there's no progress, no ambition, just lying around and basking in the sun. If it weren't for Qing's casual farming, they'd probably just be waiting for the fruit trees to bear fruit, for rabbits to run into trees, and then running around naked across the plains.

However, Harunobu couldn't possibly micromanage all the Sims at the same time. This wasn't just a few dozen or a few hundred Sims, but thousands or tens of thousands, and there was even a foreseeable increase in the population. Of course, at this point, the invincible national policy tree was available, and the Paradox Interactive system was activated! Then, a whole bunch of debuffs appeared one after another.