Mystery: Becoming a Creator Through the Doorway

The Sequence 8 "Joker" of the Diviner's Path can do something similar, granting him the ability to precisely control his body and manipulate his facial expressions.

But An Ruowang did not choose it.

The reason is simple—it is an adjacent path to a gate path.

He already has "Master of Tricks" inside him. If "The Clown" is added as well, the combination of the two mysterious traits might cause some unpleasant surprises to his digestion.

Therefore, it would be better to find someone from the same school who is not very related.

With a slight thought, An Ruowang, following the previous procedure, probed her consciousness into the Fortune Accessory, selected a crystal-clear, cold gray stone representing the characteristics of "machine," and swallowed it.

Consuming the extraordinary properties of magical items directly will, to some extent, alter their abilities because some of the components that make up the magical item are missing.

This change could be good, but it's more likely to be bad, since it removes a part of what constitutes it.

Just like the current lucky charms, because the "monster" and the "machine" have been removed, leaving only the "lucky one," the "disaster priest," and the "winner," its ability to bring wealth and the subsequent reckoning have become quite unstable.

Therefore, An Ruowang's attitude towards more useful magical items was to wait.

Once he reaches Sequence 7, he plans to consume the Navigator's Hat and the Sun Brooch, thus making the power completely his own.

Before that, they existed in the form of magical objects, which were more useful to Anruowang.

After all, he had already tested it out; he could use the small world as an equipment slot to avoid the negative effects of many magical items.

The moment the "machine" was devoured, the familiar shock returned as the "machine" and the "magic master" tore at each other.

An Ruowang was not in a hurry to go see the play.

His attention was drawn to something else.

He could sense that his mind and body were undergoing some subtle changes.

That feeling was very strange.

It's like he can actively switch himself into a "rational mode," as if he's been given a spell that "mechanizes his mind."

In this mode, all his emotions are temporarily set aside, replaced by a pure, almost mechanical rationality.

His brain seems to have been upgraded with an auxiliary chip and brain-computer interface, enabling him to process all information around him with extremely high efficiency.

An Ruowang tried to move her fingers.

The five fingers bend and extend in sequence, in a precise order and with a steady rhythm, as if playing a silent melody.

He can clearly perceive the joint angle, muscle tension, and even the slight resistance generated when the fingertips move through the air.

He tried to move his whole body.

Strength, agility, speed—every physical metric has shown a significant improvement compared to before.

Moreover, the angle, force, and timing of each punch can be precisely calculated by the brain in an instant.

Even when walking normally, he can automatically adopt the optimal stride frequency and the most energy-saving posture.

An Ruowang can precisely control every limb of her body, even most of her muscles, just like a robot that will perform corresponding actions when given instructions—cold, accurate, and efficient.

Whether it's eyebrow dancing or ear-wiggling magic, they're all a piece of cake.

In addition, the human brain limits its own strength in order to protect the body; this is achieved through protective inhibitory mechanisms in the brain.

When muscles or tissues are at risk of overexertion, the brain sends inhibitory signals to limit further muscle output in order to prevent injury.

Now, even the body's protective mechanisms can be easily violated by An Ruowang, who unleashes unrestrained power at the cost of physical damage.

He can even control his heartbeat, whether his body enters a state of estrus, or whether it secretes adrenaline.

I understand now, you're not a "machine," you're a genetically locked second-order being!

Upon closer examination, the benefits of "machines" extend beyond these aspects.

The significant improvement in his memory and thinking speed made him vaguely feel that if he took another step forward, he might even be able to get close to the ability to "simulate the thinking of others" like the third stage of the gene lock.

After all, when your brain can process information at high speed and analyze data accurately, figuring out what other people are thinking doesn't seem like a difficult task.

This feeling of truly becoming the master of one's body, with complete control over one's physical form, is a very comfortable experience. It's as if one is standing between heaven and earth, upright and the master of this entire world.

Oh, this is not just a suggestion; An Ruowang is indeed the master of this world.

An Ruowang pulled herself out of her thoughts and began to sense the battlefield within her body once more.

"The Magician" and "The Machine" are still locked in a life-or-death battle; they're truly a pair of smiling tigers and two black sharks.

Adding himself to the mix, it's a perfect picture of the Three Kingdoms period at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Considering the current capacity, An Ruowang does not plan to add more talented players, thus creating a situation of warlordism.

While it's not impossible to do this and increase one's strength as quickly as possible, he has to consider his mental state.

Moreover, An Ruowang felt that she really didn't need to force herself to suffer.

Take it slow, there's nothing chasing or forcing him.

He had neither encountered any particularly dangerous crisis nor any deep-seated hatred that compelled him to push himself to the limit and increase his power at full speed.

Those who live in the past regret, while those who live in the future are anxious.

When I have free time, I feel anxious and panicked. I feel guilty even when I rest and have fun. If I rest, I will fall behind, be overtaken by others, and fail. Therefore, I must constantly push myself to keep busy and complete so-called "life tasks" such as getting married and having children. This kind of life is quite unhappy.

He had already gone through and overcome this stage while studying at university, and had made peace with himself.

The world is material, but happiness is idealistic.

An Ruowang has every right and ability to improve his strength while enjoying life.

Even if the world were to end, he could simply retreat to his own little world, and perhaps even save a few people he found agreeable. Then, as his little world slowly grew, he would naturally become a being of the original creator level.

After all, this little world is full of life, not some broken world where An Ruowang has to plunder things from other worlds to survive.

All his current activities are already a form of effort.

With a thought, An Ruowang left the small world.

In the study, sunlight streamed through the window and fell on his face.

How peaceful and serene life is!

An Ruowang picked up the cup of tea, which was already warm, took two sips, and looked out the window.

The sky over Backlund remained overcast, with a gray-white haze enveloping the entire city. The outlines of distant buildings were barely visible, and the smoke and fog mingled together, completely blocking out the sunlight.

Yes, it would be even better if the weather were nicer.

"Asnia, you can prepare to depart for St. Samuel's Church."

"Yes, sir."