Post-Apocalyptic Survival Modpack

Chapter 102, Section 101: The End

The process of rebuilding is not complicated.

Wang Ji started his speedrun.

Having managed to develop even in the old world where resources were scarce, retracing those paths in this familiar world would be a piece of cake for them.

Not long after the first tree was felled, and after mining for a while, Wang Ji created the conversion table.

The game has been transformed into a wheelchair survival game.

After that, it was just the usual development process. Wang Ji plunged into the ground and mined at least one of every ore he could find, putting them into the conversion table so he could easily exchange them later.

Then comes building a house.

Wang Ji chose to build his home on the plain where he was born, the very place where he first opened his eyes.

This place has a really good terrain. It's open and flat, and it has everything you could want. There are deserts, jungles, and snow-capped mountains, and the sea is just a short distance away.

Very beautiful.

After a short while, Wang Ji built a simple wooden hut to serve as a temporary shelter, where he could store his belongings and take a nap.

Having noted down the coordinates and added a punctuation mark to the mini-map, Wang Ji left the cabin to explore the surrounding terrain more extensively.

The first place to look for is a village.

At the time of creation, Wang Ji was certain that he saw the formation of villages and villagers, and he was very curious about these life forms that actually appeared.

Do those villagers possess wisdom, and are they capable of communicating in a language?
The answer was quickly revealed.

Wang Ji didn't go far before he found a desert village in the neighboring desert.

The iron golem patrolled with a clanging sound, occasionally stopping to pause and stare blankly.

Wang Ji stood in the village's fields, staring at a big-nosed villager who was a farmer.

"Hello?"

The villager grunted, the meaning of which was unclear.

Seemingly seeing that Wang Ji had no interest in the transaction, he soon looked away and went about his own business.

Just like in the game.

Life in this village is like a pre-programmed, dead sequence, capable only of simple communication and actions.

They may have their own way of thinking and be able to do some simple thinking and processing, but it probably won't be too complicated.

It's probably at its limit to eat when it's hungry and run away when it sees a zombie.

The brain capacity is not large.

Wang Ji sighed and shook his head.

These villagers... would probably stumble even if the apocalypse came; they have no ideas and don't think about anything unexpected.

It's a perfect counter to this thing.

Thinking of this, Wang Ji suddenly smiled.

He was laughing for a while, then suddenly stopped.

Yes, these villagers don't engage in complex or creative thinking; they're forever confined to their own little world.

Fortunately, that's how it is.

They will never be afflicted by that apocalypse—and even if they were, it wouldn't matter, as the apocalypse would have no effect whatsoever, at most it would just keep the villagers from sleeping.

But these villagers, like myself, only sleep to skip the night.

Wang Ji shook his head and casually grabbed—no, took out a bed—from a house in the village.

Then, while he was at it, he cleared away the clumps of dry grass that were getting in the way of the villagers, and then set off again to explore the map.

After running for a while, we finally found a woodland manor in the dark oak forest.

This is the living place of the calamity villagers. These calamity villagers are the two extremes of normal villagers, and each of them is a ruthless killer.

Like the villagers, they didn't have overly complicated thoughts.

As soon as they entered the mansion, a group of moralists grumbled and charged at them with axes raised.

As soon as they got close, Wang Ji cleaved them in two with a single blow, turning them into a cloud of particles that dissipated without leaving a trace of their bodies, only a few dropped items and experience points.

Before long, the mansion was emptied of all creatures, leaving only a pile of cold emeralds and immortal totems in the backpack.

They were all thrown into the conversion table.

After knocking down all the unfamiliar things and putting them into the conversion table to learn, Wang Ji left without lingering.

Besides collecting things I've never seen before, the main purpose of coming here is to verify the differences between Calamity Villagers and Ordinary Villagers.

As it turns out, they are the same, nothing special, belonging to the category of beings that are entangled with the apocalypse but can actually torment the apocalypse.

Okay, now I can finally relax completely.

At this moment, Wang Ji really wanted to say something—that so-called cognitive apocalypse, if you're so capable, come and get it. I'll be waiting for you in my world.

Without paying any further attention to the villagers, Wang Ji returned home and officially began his development.

So the giant furnace of Tinkers' Soul was raised, soaring into the sky, with molds placed at the pouring point, waiting for the liquid to flow out.

The enchanted altar of the Mystic Age began to operate, the alchemy tower continuously produced source matter, and nodes were captured and placed on the node stabilizer to charge the staff.

After a period of collection and complex production, the God Suit, representing the highest masterpiece of the mysterious craftsman, was made and worn.

As night falls and constellations appear in the sky, the magic of starlight reappears. Wang Ji seizes every night, accelerating development, building various altars, and using telescopes to observe constellations in order to unlock new knowledge and technology.

Soon after, as the Resonance Altar gathered the power of the constellations, the star power was activated once again and lit up one by one.

The Phoenix's guardian returns.

After that, Wang Ji continued exploring the map and soon discovered the meteorite crater. The meteorite was excavated, the printing plate was obtained, and a new system was developed.

The wireless material network utilizing energy was successfully constructed and quickly covered the entire plain.

And then…

'Master of Magic'.

Looking at this spell module, Wang Ji felt somewhat conflicted.

Everything from the past is still vivid in my mind.

"Come on, let's do it again."

Wang Ji resumed his rank advancement.

During this time, the exploration of other things did not stop either.

For example, another dimension.

Hell—when the gates of Hell are opened, a brand new Hell appears before your eyes, without any trace of it.

"What about the hell before?"

Wang Ji was somewhat puzzled.

Did they disappear along with the destruction of the previous world?

However... it seems that only the main world was destroyed. Strictly speaking, Hell should only be considered as another dimension connected to the main world; the two are merely intersecting.

Could this thing actually be connected to another dimension?

Unable to figure it out for the time being, Wang Ji temporarily gave up pursuing the matter.

There are still things worth exploring ahead of us.

The End – The Land of the End.

After attaching the Eyes of Ender one by one to the portal frame, Wang Ji jumped straight in.

The lonely Ender Dragon awoke and roared.

Wang Ji brought it liberation.

【it's over?】

has it ended?

do not know.

After picking up the dragon egg and all the dropped experience points, Wang Ji looked at the main world portal in front of him, and leaped into it.

The journey has come to an end.