MC Creative Mode: Wholesale Perpetual Motion Machine

Who is in Chapter 163, "The Real-Time Rendered World and the Others"?
The fat man named Jiro Inoki sensed the suffocating atmosphere, cautiously glanced at the people present, raised his hand, and asked in a low, timid voice, "Um... Mr. Isshin Kurosaki, could you lend me a piece of clothing so I can go home?"

With a slightly enigmatic look in his eyes, Kurosaki Isshin suddenly burst into hearty laughter: "Mr. Inoki, of course, no problem!"

"Come on, come on, being able to be resurrected is a great thing! I'll find you some clothes right away." He said as he walked out of the room.

“However…” His tone suddenly shifted, becoming somber. Kurosaki Isshin leaned close to Inoki Jiro’s ear and whispered, “Please leave carefully and keep everything that happened here a secret!”

“Otherwise!” He pointed discreetly at Ichigo Kurosaki, his voice low and threatening, “You saw it yourself, my son is a psychic. Your resurrection was only possible because of some kind of power he possesses. If you leak this information…”

Kurosaki Ichigo, who was listening from the side, was speechless and had a look on his face that said, "You've been watching too many gangster movies."

Kurosaki Isshin pretended not to see it, feigning a fierce expression, and made a cutting gesture at his throat, the threat of which was self-evident.

"I understand! I understand!" The fat uncle nodded hurriedly and left the room with Kurosaki Isshin.

A moment later, dressed in ill-fitting clothes, he hurriedly left the Kurosaki residence, avoiding the gaze of passersby like a thief, and headed in a certain direction.

With a heavy gaze, Kurosaki Isshin watched the man's departing figure, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, then opened his palm, looked at a strangely shaped object in his hand, and then stuffed it back into his pocket.

Having once lived in anonymity due to certain events and chosen to remain in the mortal world, he was still able to obtain some convenient items issued by the Soul Reapers through a certain guy's channels.

The tool he has in his pocket can, to some extent, alter human memories, causing them to lose a memory and gain a fake one.

Similarly, it is possible to give it certain mental suggestions and implant a suggestive command into it, so that it will act in accordance with the suggested command.

In Soul Society, there have long been members of clandestine mobile units and lower-level intelligence agencies stationed in the human world, collecting various information for the purpose of searching for and hunting down certain special groups.

Kurosaki Isshin couldn't just release a suddenly resurrected human so casually, as this could easily cause some trouble and attract the attention of the Soul Society.

After extinguishing his cigarette, Kurosaki Isshin sighed deeply: "Uncle Inoki, this is all for your own good. If we just let you go back like this, not only you, but even your living family members could easily 'disappear' or 'get into a car accident'."

Some of the guys in Soul Society are ruthless and vicious.

When faced with humans possessing special abilities, they always prefer to kill the innocent rather than let the guilty go free.

If we simply modify its memories and put it back, and if it is accidentally captured and it is discovered that this suddenly resurrected human was thrown into a prosthetic body by someone, or even has traces of its memories being altered by a memory modification device, it will only attract more unnecessary investigations.

"Urahara, I'm leaving this guy to you..."

"I really hope this isn't some bastard testing me. If it is, then from the very beginning of this test, it meant I was completely exposed..."

……

Back in his room, Kurosaki Isshin rolled up his sleeves, took out his tools, and laughed heartily, "Alright! Ichigo! Yuuki! Let's get this going!"

"No matter what that evil spirit is all about, we can't let the room get this dirty. We also need to find and destroy the bone fragments that have been splattered outside!"

After a tedious cleanup, carefully destroying his scattered flesh and bones as if dealing with the scene of a deranged killer, night fell.

Ichigo Kurosaki lay on the freshly made bed, a hint of worry in his eyes, and drifted off to sleep.

After Ichigo Kurosaki fell asleep, Fang Zheng switched to observer mode once again, continuing to observe this new world.

"Hmm?" Fang Zheng turned his view to the underground, but found that, contrary to his expectations, he did not see any underground caves or mineral veins under the perspective of the observer mode.

There is only emptiness.

"interesting."

He entered the coordinates and teleported into the sky.

However, in what should have been the distant heights of space, Fang Zheng could not see the boundary of the earth. In the endless darkness, only a faint light shone – the lights of Karakura City.

Looking up, a huge, bright moon hung in the sky, almost frighteningly bright, adorned with countless twinkling stars.

But when Fang Zheng calculated the coordinates of the moon and teleported again in an attempt to climb onto the moon and investigate, he could see nothing but emptiness.

Only after getting closer to a certain point in Karakura Town can the starry sky and moon reappear. It seems that the endless starry sky and bright moon are just textures at a certain altitude.

In this endless darkness and nothingness, only a small town called Karakura emits a faint light.

A floating city that looks like a 3D model and texture, and doesn't even have an underground base...

Is there only one city in the entire world?

Back below, he moved freely through the city called Karakura Town, teleporting through the seemingly brightly lit houses.

However, there is practically no one here.

Or rather, there are very few normal people.

In those seemingly brightly lit office buildings, in those apartment buildings, in those houses where you can hear families talking, playing, and all sorts of other sounds...

Over 99% of them consist of only extremely rudimentary "figures".

The houses and buildings themselves are like 3D textures. They look quite clear from the outside, but when Fangzheng in observer mode penetrates them to observe the interior directly, he can only see a thin outline and those "human figures" that look like paper cutouts.

In that bizarre, phantom-like house, those paper-like "figures" made incredibly simple movements, their faces painted with expressions like elementary school doodles, and kept repeating monotonous phrases.

Even those things like televisions that play blurry images, if you look directly inside, you only see an external texture and no internal details at all.

The entire Karakura Town is such a terrifying place.

This terrifying scene, enough to frighten an ordinary person to death, did not move Fang Zheng in the slightest.

He simply observed quietly, watching the bizarre and wonderful changes in the city.

They observed those "normal people" whose total number in the entire city was less than one hundred.

In the entire city, only in the vicinity of these "normal people," within their sight, do various blurry details become clear.

Only in places they can reach will houses have internal structures, and only inside televisions and computers will there be sophisticated electronic components and other structures.

It's like a real-time calculation game...

After surveying the entire city, Fang Zheng returned to Ichigo Kurosaki's house and switched back to creative mode on Ichigo's bed. "Ugh..." A sudden feeling of weightlessness and falling woke Ichigo from his sleep. He groggily got up to use the bathroom and then fell back asleep.

The entire weekend passed by unnoticed, and Ichigo Kurosaki remained unaware of the "evil spirit" possessing him taking action once again.

He even began to doubt whether the evil spirit had already left him.
After all, he had seen quite a few spirits in his daily life. These creatures rarely lasted long; they would usually disappear after a few days, and no one knew where they went.

Life seemed to have returned to normal. He didn't encounter any more unusual events, nor did he seek out the Guanyin Temple master recommended by his sister. Instead, he continued his daily routine of going to school, coming home from school, and hanging out with hooligans.

It was another afternoon, and the golden sunset cast its last rays on the streets, bathing everything in a warm hue.

A boy in a school uniform is confronting four tall, burly thugs. One of the thugs is lying on the ground, groaning in pain, unable to get up.

The thugs stared at Ichigo Kurosaki's striking blond hair and threatened him menacingly, "You bastard! Which district do you belong to? You suddenly showed up and took down Ayama, and you actually dared to hit us! Do you know who our boss is?! Believe me or not, we'll kill you!"

"Hmph!" Kurosaki Ichigo snorted coldly, sweeping his gaze over them as if they were trash, and suddenly kicked out, knocking the thug who was throwing a punch to the ground.

He pointed to a water bottle next to a roadside utility pole and said to the thugs in a gruff tone, "First question, what is that!"

"Huh? This..." The thugs were a little scared and answered hesitantly, "This looks like an offering from the little girl who died here not long ago?"

"Correct!" Kurosaki Ichigo moved like lightning, instantly closing in and kicking another thug to the ground.

"Then why did the vase fall over?"

The trembling thug replied, "Um... we accidentally knocked it over while we were skateboarding..."

Before he could finish speaking, Kurosaki Ichigo unleashed another lightning-fast kick, sending the three thugs flying. "If you know that, then get out of here! If there's a next time, I'll make you all sacrifices too!"

The thugs fled in panic, and Ichigo Kurosaki's face regained its composure.

He turned his head and saw a girl hiding by the telephone pole.

However, her translucent body and the strange chain on her chest indicated that she was a ghost.

Ichigo Kurosaki walked to the telephone pole, picked up the overturned vase, and said gently to the girl's spirit beside the pole, "After I scared them away, these guys shouldn't come back."

"Go and become a Buddha as soon as possible."

"Mmm!" the girl smiled happily.

"Thank you, big brother... Ouch!"

As an invisible spiral of red smoke billowed from the "inside," the girl who had been floating in mid-air suddenly fell flat on her face.

"It hurts! It hurts!" Tears welled up in the girl's eyes as she clutched her red knee and gasped for breath.

"Huh? What happened to me?" The girl looked at her naked body, then at the stunned Kurosaki Ichigo in front of her, her face flushed red, and she let out a scream. "Ah!"

As the sun set and night fell, Ichigo Kurosaki took off his coat, furtively opened the door, and led the girl wearing his coat, her face flushed, back home.

Looking at Ichigo Kurosaki, who was being stared at incredulously by his younger sister and was embarrassed and about to explain, Kurosaki saw Ichigo standing in front of her.

Suddenly, the girl who had been hiding in the back, her face flushed and uneasy, lost her blush and stared blankly ahead with indifferent eyes.

Inside, a continuous stream of words conveyed detailed movement instructions: "Contract the tibialis anterior muscle to flex the toes, contract the gluteus maximus to cushion the movement, relax the gastrocnemius muscle, contract the quadriceps and gluteus medius muscles, and briefly relax and stretch the hamstrings and the back of the thigh..."

Heel touches the ground, single-leg support, push off the ground to propel forward, take a step while suspended in the air, prepare to land...

Every single muscle movement during the human walking process was recited in great detail.

Words that contain a huge amount of information every moment, if spoken "outside," are enough to shatter glass.

But inside that girl, just like Ichigo Kurosaki, it seems that as long as the power does not exceed a certain threshold, it will not be able to break through her shroud.

Thus, under incredibly detailed commands and control, the girl's body moved with the same fluidity as before, or rather, with a speed far exceeding that of the past, almost reaching the limits of human physical efficiency.

Watching Kurosaki Yuuko keep pounding her chest with her little fists, Fang Zheng controlled the girl's body and walked to the side to sit down.

In a daze, the girl came to her senses and, seeing what was happening in front of her, hurriedly stepped forward, her face flushed, to try to stop it.

Inside the girl's "inside," Fang Zheng quietly watched from her perspective.

After the girl explained to Kurosaki Yuuko, she pouted and looked angry.

Looking at Kurosaki Isshin, who was standing to the side with a strange smile on his face, like a weird uncle.

Looking at Kurosaki Yuuko, who was pouting and continuing to punch Kurosaki Ichigo's chest with his little fists.

Looking at Kurosaki Karin with that look of utter disdain, staring at her older brother with utter contempt...

The girl's expression returned to indifference. She stretched out her hand, her empty eyes focusing under the detailed instructions, looking at the lines on her slender palm.

Each time I switch to spectator mode and then back, Ichigo Kurosaki's figure is simultaneously covered outside Fang Zheng's body.

In the past few days, Fang Zheng has tried to see if he could enter another person's body through direct observation mode, thereby switching the human body covering him.

But all attempts failed.

Those figures without detailed human shapes cannot enter, nor can those humans with detailed human shapes.

The only two exceptions are Ichigo Kurosaki and the little girl in the picture.

Only with these two humans can Fang Zheng directly access a certain "internal" space through the observer mode and gain control from within.

"So……"

Looking at the three members of Ichigo Kurosaki's family, the girl spoke softly and calmly: "If some kind of 'vacancy' is required to enter."

"And who are the people 'inside' you?"

(End of this chapter)