MC Creative Mode: Wholesale Perpetual Motion Machine

Chapter 260 Interlude 2
"Thank you... thank you." Sensing that the visitor meant no harm, the boy, or rather, the boy who had not yet called himself "Taiyin," said...

The two almost identical primordial spirits within the body were trying their best to express their gratitude.

He looked at the clothes on the newcomer's body, things that should never exist in this small world that was used as a breeding farm and alchemy furnace.

"So, you're an outsider?" he thought to himself.

"You had a really tough time when you were a kid." Fang Zheng strolled leisurely through the gloomy, smelly cave, his gaze sweeping over the gnawed remains of bones and the crudely made weapons from them, his tone tinged with a touch of melancholy.

After casually circling around a few times, Fang Zheng tossed out a long, black sword, which landed steadily in front of Taiyin. "Want to give it a try?"

"This?" Taiyin hesitated, then reached out and drew the long sword.

Upon first contact, he felt a strange sense of familiarity, as if the soul of the knife was connected to his own.

The divine power within him surged forth on its own, gently touching the blade, and the originally jet-black blade instantly transformed into a warm, moonlit blade.

What shocked him even more was the immense power contained within, as vast as the entire universe, which slowly flowed into his body, crushing the chaotic divine power mixed with blood energy, malevolent energy, resentment, and even corpse energy. In its place was a pure and gentle moonlight that filled his mind and body.

He even sensed that the bloodline's original power, which had been repeatedly burned and depleted, was actually regenerating!

Feeling this power, he even had an absurd illusion that he could shatter the blood-red crescent moon in the sky with just a wave of his hand.
No, no, no… He shook his head violently, how could that be?

He didn't know if he could be considered a true cultivator, but he could at least shatter a ten-thousand-ton boulder with a single punch.

He knew all too well what the blood-red crescent moon in the sky was, having hung there since birth. Anyone who focused their gaze could see that it was a continent covered in flesh and blood, so vast that even the gods who controlled this land might not be able to shatter it.

"Feels good to use, right? We're old friends, and I've come back to visit you all this time with some new ideas," Fang Zheng said with a smile again.

"Hmm, very handy. Although I don't know who you are, thank you anyway." Taiyin held the blade horizontally in front of her with a complicated expression, her fingers tracing the smooth surface of the blade.

Although he didn't know why this guy called him a friend, his intuition told him that the other person was indeed from the outside world.

This powerful magical artifact is far superior to the crude contraptions they make from bones and flesh in this small world.

Taiyin pondered, still unable to fathom the man's true intentions.

If the other party has no malicious intent, perhaps there are still forces of unity among humans outside this small world, and he may have come to try to rescue his fellow humans who are being raised.

His long experience in killing and fighting made him subconsciously flick his wrist, trying to shake off non-existent blood, before preparing to sheathe the knife into his sea of ​​energy. He then solemnly asked, "May I ask, are you from outside...?"

"Hmm?" Before he could finish speaking, a blinding light came into view.

He turned his head in confusion...

"What is this...?" In the sky, there was a round object radiating a warm light, hanging in the sky.

That's the sun.

In this small world that was used as a breeding farm and an alchemy furnace, there had never been such a thing before; there was only the eternally hanging crimson moon.

This was the first time in his life that he had seen the sun.

His gaze sharpened, and he suddenly noticed something even more alarming: the all-too-familiar crescent moon had split in two in a corner of the sky and was slowly falling.

With just a subconscious swing of the knife, this small world created by a Saint King realm expert was completely sliced ​​open!

"What kind of power is this?!" Taiyin stared in utter shock at the smiling boy in front of her.

Suddenly, a cold and ruthless voice rang in his ear: "Oh? A slumbering quasi-Emperor weapon has been born?"

"It's truly unexpected that such a tiny place, carved out by mere ants, would conceal an unknown quasi-Emperor weapon!"

"This is truly a divine opportunity bestowed upon me!"

The oppressive aura emanating from the blade that sliced ​​through this small world alarmed the ruler of this star field.

Before Taiyin could fully comprehend what was happening, an enormous face appeared on the distant horizon, its godlike eyes greedily fixed on the blade in Taiyin's hand, while a massive hand, large enough to blot out the sky and crush planets, reached out to grab him.

A surge of intense fear gripped him instantly, and he instinctively raised the blade in his hand.

The next instant, a seemingly insignificant ray of light slashed from the blade. The greedy face in the sky had no time to react, its ravenous smile remaining as it was annihilated along with its primordial spirit.

After a deathly silence, Taiyin looked at the knife in his hand, his face dazed. He watched as the boy, who seemed to have conjured a table out of nowhere, laid out strange and unusual food, and invited him to sit down. He walked over and sat down blankly.

Fang Zheng smiled and began to tell this "Taiyin" everything that had happened in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths where he once lived.

"Wait!" After listening in silence for a long time, Taiyin interrupted with a furrowed brow: "You mean, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the entire vast universe, the outer boundary sea, and the even wider world were all destroyed?"

"Is it to satisfy our self-destructive impulses?"

He looked up at the sun on the horizon, then gazed at the beautiful sacred mountain in the distance, and asked in confusion, "Then what is this place? Is it the new world you speak of, or did you defy their desire for self-destruction and choose to revive the original world?"

Fang Zheng took a sip of tea, his tone as calm as if he were talking about something perfectly ordinary: "This place... from your perspective, it's probably an ancient history that doesn't exist, a possibility that doesn't exist in the dark."

Does time even exist?
At least in the world of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, time is a definite existence, and there is a clear river of time.

If a life in the river of time can reach a sufficiently powerful state, it can travel from the past to the future, and from the future to the past, viewing time as a passageway that can be traversed.

Once, Fang Zheng experienced a few days of subjective time in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths world, witnessing the catastrophe that stemmed from the impulse of self-destruction, and fulfilling their wishes.

But if that's the case, will everything from the past simply disappear?

Do not!
The river of time can be divided. When Fang Zheng first descended upon the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, he learned from the Taiyin Holy Emperors that both time and space could be divided almost endlessly if they so desired.

However, spacetime itself seems to have a kind of "adhesion effect," and when it is not divided, it often forms a whole.

In other words, the so-called river of time and space is like the physical body of a four-dimensional spacetime worm, in which the past and future bodies of all living beings are continuous and can be regarded as the same individual.

Therefore, at that time, Fangzheng regarded them as a whole, and considered their past and future as the same existence.

Similarly, in the end, Fang Zheng fulfilled their wish for complete destruction and a permanent slumber.

But is that enough?
Far from enough!

Through calculations of the mathematical universe and the deciphering of those unsolvable combinations, Fang Zheng learned that the destroyed things did not truly disappear; they still exist in the unseen realm.

Therefore, after fully unleashing its power, Fang Zheng arrived.

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "The time in your world that seemed continuous and infinitely divisible has, in my view, been completely exhausted. So, I've come again."

“Back then, your destructive desires were etched into the bottom layer of spacetime through endless accumulation and repetition, into a memory that represents your essence, perhaps what can be called the ‘true spirit’.”

"But now, in my eyes, the original continuous and unified 'True Spirit' no longer exists; it has been divided into infinite fragments. Therefore, I will help you once again."

"According to my wishes and my ideas, I will enter into every infinitely divided fragment of time and space that exists in the darkness, to help each and every one of you."

He looked up at the quasi-emperor who was standing on the Milky Way in the distant starry sky, watching them warily, and said with his smile unchanged: "Although I don't know exactly how I can help you."

"But at the very least, I will personally go and change all the tragedies that have happened in your world."

"Regardless of whether it's self-destructive or not, the point is, that neurotic master of the bronze coffin, no matter how many worlds he has created or destroyed,"

"These worlds, which leave no trace, are all within my current scope of intervention; I can find them from the unseen realm."

“I can find all the dividing points, all the time nodes, everything, everything.”

"So, my first step was to beat him up, and I beat him up at every point in time."

"Then, I will try to save you, to persuade you... though I don't care whether you agree or not."

Taiyin frowned, completely baffled by what this guy was saying. He looked at the blade in his hand again and sighed, "Fine, although I don't quite understand what you're saying, if this blade in my hand is truly the imperial weapon you mentioned called 'Taiyin Moon Blade'..."

"Then I will use it well to change this pathetic world..."

Fang Zheng raised his hand: "Of course, I'll go too."

(End of this chapter)