MC Creative Mode: Wholesale Perpetual Motion Machine

Chapter 212 The Subjective World?
These colors and lights grew brighter and clearer, gradually coalescing in a distorted way into a blurry sun in the sky, a verdant meadow, and a riverbed with calmly flowing water.

"That's quite interesting,"

"Rather than saying that I've entered a new world, it's more like, just like the last world, that the scene around me is loading? Or perhaps, relevant information is matching me?"

He looked around, observing everything around him.

Everything around me is blurry, like a rendered world I've experienced before, appearing somewhat hazy.

The grass and surrounding scenery are gradually becoming clearer.

Only when the scene completely solidified did the once lifeless world suddenly come alive, and the sounds of bustling traffic could be faintly heard from afar.

"Xiao Zhi, are you close to that girl in Class 3? Is she your girlfriend? Did you successfully confess? Hehe!" A cheerful voice echoed in the distance, followed by a slightly shy, and somewhat embarrassed and angry voice. "Idiot! The girl in Class 3 and I are just childhood friends, it's not what you're thinking!"

Fang Zheng wrapped the hull of the World Sea Warship around himself again, transforming into a boy. He stood by the river, watching several boys playing and laughing as they passed by in the distance.

"This world is still so strange."

Strolling along the riverbank, Fang Zheng looked around at everything, at the green grass, at the river, and at the dust floating in the sunlight under the setting sun.

The World Sea Battleship's observation capabilities, which should have allowed it to directly observe the infinite distance, covering at least tens of billions of light-years and taking in the entire universe, were now completely ineffective.

The observation records still show that no signals such as photons or electromagnetic waves entered the observation area of ​​the warship.

Like that strange graffiti world, the area in the World Sea warship responsible for recording observation information had its information distorted and covered up out of thin air, allowing Fang Zheng to "observe" the "surrounding" scenery in this indirect way.

Just like the brain in a vat for the hull of the World Sea warship and the square-shaped human body, nothing in the outside world exists, only the input of sensory signals.

It is different from the previous world, yet it has many similarities.

At that time, once Fang Zheng reveals his true form, he will be immediately covered by the "character" Kurosaki Ichigo.

In this world, no one seems to be covering him up. Fang Zheng is able to freely unfold the hull of the World Sea Battleship, but he seems to be unilaterally ignored.

Whether it's sight, hearing, or all sorts of strange observation methods, or the bizarre functions of the World Sea Warships, none of them can interfere with the outside world.

The ingenious structure of the World Sea Battleship itself, and the various functions brought about by these structures, did not lose their purpose, but when it was attempted to deploy, they all became ineffective, and were forcibly regarded as the appearance of this ordinary human boy at this moment.

This seemingly bustling world, teeming with countless people, may still share the same essence as the world of graffiti.

"Speaking of which, could it be that the girl in the graffiti world doesn't actually live in this world?" Fang Zheng wondered.

In the world of graffiti, the World Sea Battleship's hull, with all its abilities comparable to a quasi-immortal emperor, is forcibly regarded as a frail child of at most seven or eight years old, whether it is interfering with or being interfered with.

Even after the outer shell is destroyed, Fang Zheng, with his blocky human body, still cannot observe any more details.

Until they got really close to the colorful graffiti house, they were completely unaware of the girl's body inside.

When observing the girl's body, although the observation capabilities of the World Sea Battleship itself were still useless, it was still able to "observe" the microscopic particles that constituted her body under the direct coverage of some kind of information.

After leaving the graffiti world and arriving in this new world, the observation capabilities of the World Sea Battleship's hull remain useless. The indirect "observation" effect brought about by the direct coverage of information is unable to observe microscopic particles, and is limited to the observation level of an ordinary human teenager.

Fang Zheng pondered quietly:

"Although the graffiti world is quite abstract, you can basically see that it is somewhat like the mental world of a child who has suffered domestic violence."

"The flowers, plants, and trees made up of various chaotic lines are a pattern drawn by a child with a pencil, while the monster with fat hands and feet may be a reflection of the child's inner fears."

"The shadowy human figure in the last brightly painted house probably represents the child's inner self."

If we consider that graffiti world as the inner world of a child who has suffered domestic violence, then everything Fang Zheng experienced is quite reasonable.

Once inside, Fangzheng was drawn into the child's fear, immersed in the tragic story, and became the protagonist of that story, becoming that seven or eight-year-old child.

And now...

Looking around, in the dim sunlight, there are rows of tall buildings in the distance, and the sounds of traffic can be faintly heard. Nearby, there are also green grass and rivers.

"Could this world be a reflection of the inner world of a certain human being, or even many humans?" "If so, it's impossible for this person to see any super life forms in their normal life. If I were brought into it and became one of them, it would be impossible for me to show any super power."

"This is somewhat like the various inexplicable rules that suppress people in novels."

Fang Zheng, a human from countless ages ago, had read quite a few online novels.

Many novels employ a trope that most readers dislike or even find repulsive.

That is, every time the protagonist enters a new world, in order to ensure that the protagonist is not too invincible and unable to develop the plot, they have to suppress the power and realm, or even simply make the protagonist's level drop to zero and start cultivating again every time he enters a new world.

In that kind of setting, as long as the protagonist does not reach an extremely high level, such as cultivating into a saint or a golden immortal, even if the protagonist can blow up a planet with a breath, or even if his body is made of the total mass of billions of stars.

But once they travel to another world, that seemingly invincible power will suddenly be subject to inexplicable "rule suppression," turning them into mortals.

The body has no flesh and blood at all; it is formed from stars. The battle body, as vast as a galaxy, can be twisted out of thin air and grow the soft flesh and blood of mortals.

A body that should be able to operate for endless years without absorbing any energy will become a mortal body that gets hungry if it misses a meal, and starves to death if it misses a few days of food.

Even the immense mental capacity that should be able to manipulate the universe in an instant will be suppressed into the mental capacity of an ordinary person, requiring them to cultivate again and learn the power system of this world in order to regain their powerful strength.

When I used to read those novels, I really disliked this kind of formula.

Logically speaking, if a person could truly cultivate to become a higher life form, then when their thoughts are processed and they can even calculate the changes in a universe, suddenly reducing their thinking ability to that of a mortal under some rule would be no less than killing a normal human, burning their body, and leaving only one intact nerve cell to function automatically.

In this situation, can this dying cell still represent the original, intact human cognitive abilities?
“However…” As he walked along the riverbank like a human, Fang Zheng lightly flicked his fingers.

Snapped!
Amidst the subtle tremors of the body, layers of muscles, which should not exist, exerted their power, and with a crisp ringing sound, a point was forcibly propelled, transforming into a high-pressure air mass that blasted into the calm river, creating a small ripple.

Fang Zheng looked at his trembling arms. "The World Sea Battleship itself is functioning fine, but its external interference capabilities, as well as its ability to be interfered with, are treated as if it were in the body of an ordinary human teenager. However, the precision of its control is much higher than that of the Graffiti World, far exceeding the limits of bodily control that a normal human teenager should be able to achieve."

Suddenly, his body trembled slightly, and faint ripples spread across the calm river surface.

A moment later, Fang Zheng stopped the "Concerto" from running.

"There is no limit to computing power, but although the concerto can be played, it can only reach the molecular level and cannot detect the atomic scale. Is this due to the uncertainty of microscopic particles?"

Fang Zheng himself didn't really care; he just wanted to take it one step at a time.

He skipped away from the riverbank and strolled in the sunset.

"Then let's just wander around for a bit."

Fang Zheng paused for a moment, recalling the face of the girl's corpse.

"Well, we're just killing time anyway. Since there are no limitations on computing power, let's try hacking into the network and see if we can find any information about her. We can then hand her body over to her family."

"correct……"

Fang Zheng remained where he was, tried to collect the stones on the ground, and then tried to release the girl's body.

At that moment, the body of the soldier, exhausted and dead from battle, lay on the ground.

"It cannot exert great power, but it is unrestricted in collecting and releasing items. The judgment mechanism is quite complicated."

"Perhaps there is some kind of related technology in this world that allows it to be unrestricted?"

……

Under the setting sun, a blue-haired girl named Sayaka Miki is playfully fighting with her friend Madoka Kaname on her way home from school.

On her way home, she chatted and laughed with Madoka Kaname while casually looking at the scenery around her.

But suddenly, she saw the horrific scene not far away, and the smile on her face froze.

She took a deep breath and let out a scream that echoed through the sky.

(End of this chapter)