The terrifying heavens inside the box

Chapter 47 Unbearable to Look At

Wang Hao looked at the box.

Although his guess had been confirmed, he had no intention of removing the severed arm at this moment.

Instead, he is now very curious about what he can do inside the box.

"Well then, shall we give it a try? I wonder how far we can go..."

……

A world shrouded in mist.

With hammer and chisel in hand, Kurt landed back on the ground and, together with the others in the convoy, looked up at the massive severed arm above the "Abyss," enveloped in crystalline material.

"What, what is this?!"

The townspeople, including David, Ollie, and Brent, have had their values completely shattered.

If the fog and monsters were still within their understanding, how could they explain the scene before them?

The mountain collapsed, revealing a massive black arm capable of destroying a military base.

And in the mist of the sky, there was that awe-inspiring shadow of a giant hand.

Does God really exist in this world?

David and Ollie then remembered the "messenger of the gods" that the "ACU" soldiers had mentioned, and ran towards the front of the convoy.

"Are you crazy?"

"No, Kurt, I'm not crazy! This is an opportunity! This is the first time humanity has had a chance to understand their true existence!"

As soon as the two arrived, they saw the "divine messenger" they were looking for arguing with an agitated middle-aged man.

Kurt waved his hand. "I won't do that, and I advise you not to either. You simply don't understand..."

Just as he was halfway through his sentence, he heard someone shouting from the side.

"Run!"

"It's going to crash down!"

When everyone looked up, they saw that the black severed arm, which was suspended above the "Abyss" and wrapped in an unknown crystal, was slowly tilting and falling down.

"Get out of the way!"

"Rumble..."

After a violent earthquake, the people and goods in the convoy were all scattered and overturned on the ground.

The middle-aged man who had just been arguing with Kurt, disregarding his earlier fall and disheveled state, quickly got up and ran towards the severed arm that had fallen to the edge of the "abyss" while laughing wildly.

"What's wrong with him? Has he gone mad?" Ollie asked.

"This guy is a researcher from the Bureau of Paranormal Affairs, so he's one of us..."

Although it was only two short sentences, the amount of information conveyed was enough to overload David and Ollie's brains. Fortunately, Kurt didn't continue, but just looked at the two of them:

"Let's talk about the two of you. Are you asking about the severed arm of the evil god? Or the giant hand in the sky?"

Just as Kurt was casually preparing to explain to the two of them, he suddenly saw something, his pupils dilated, and his mouth involuntarily opened.

David and Ollie noticed the expression on his face, instinctively turned around, and witnessed the most shocking scene ever seen.

High above the mist, countless streams of light and color bloomed, outlining all sorts of shapes.

From skyscrapers and magnificent palaces to spaceships and machines with distorted flesh...

All sorts of things, as if stimulated by some kind of light, were continuously "forced" to emerge, and then forcibly distorted into another form.

From machinery to flesh and blood, and from flesh and blood to energy, or even to other substances... constantly changing and cycling, the rules of the world and the mysteries of the universe seem endless.

Just as the people in the convoy were about to become completely absorbed in the experience, everything came to an abrupt end.

The moment they stopped, David Ollie and the others began to bend over, supporting themselves on their knees with their hands, and vomiting on the ground.

Almost everyone around was the same.

Even Kurt only managed to suppress his nausea and prevent himself from vomiting on the spot thanks to the electric shocks from the hammer.

But he was still pale, covered in sweat, his eyes darting around, and he was breathing heavily.

This is the giant god.

Is He performing His...miracle?

Before Kurt could calm down, a scream suddenly came from the other side.

When he turned his head, he saw the researcher from the Bureau of Extraterritorial Affairs who had rushed towards the severed arm.

He's dead!

……

Looking into the box, the nearly completed scene vanished.

Behind the worktable, sitting in his chair, Wang Hao felt a strange emptiness and anxiety, and couldn't help but frown.

"This is outrageous! I haven't even started anything yet, why do I feel so unwell?"

"Could it be that making these things is very energy-consuming? Is that why I feel hungry?"

He sighed, got up and went to the kitchen to take out the food from the refrigerator to treat himself.

But after he had eaten and drunk his fill, Wang Hao clearly felt that something was wrong.

"Wasn't I hungry? Why do I still feel... I can't quite put my finger on it, but I feel like I've had this happen before? Could it be that using this ability is causing psychological issues?"

He was quite full, but the emptiness he felt, as if something was missing, still lingered.

"Like in those novels, it takes mental energy? But I don't feel sleepy at all. If a good night's sleep could solve the problem, that would be much simpler."

Wang Hao scratched his head in frustration, returned to his studio, picked up his phone, sat down, and glanced at the box every now and then before turning on his phone.

"Holy crap! The orders... how come they've exploded again?!"

Seeing his miniature model shop's order book flooding his phone again, he was once again caught in this happy dilemma, but this time the number of orders...

"If I were to do it all by myself, it would take at least a year to complete. Where would I find the time to be a miniature director?"

"But we can't just give up on such a large order!"

"If I take on another big order in the future, it could easily take several months, or even half a year... Wait, I have boxes! I can find a way to speed up this big job."

"I don't know if it's from the high energy expenditure or some side effects in this box, but if this isn't resolved, I'll feel terrible... Hmm? Why do I feel a little better now?"

Wang Hao frowned, racking his brains, but he couldn't come up with any explanation for the strange state his body was in.

"Forget it, let's hire some people first."

"From now on, I'll hand over all these small jobs to the people in the studio. I'll be responsible for shooting and producing miniature films. When there are important big jobs, I'll consider whether to do it myself. I can't just waste the reputation I've built up."

"In terms of craftsmanship, now that I have the box, I can say that I am in no way inferior to those miniature masters."

"You can definitely create your own brand."

Having figured this out, Wang Hao decided to start expanding the enrollment.

But this means we can no longer keep the studio at home.

He rented the shop space on the ground floor of the high-rise building where he lived to use it as the venue for opening his new studio.

It was only thanks to the fact that business in this area had been consistently bad and rents had kept falling that he was able to snag a bargain.

As for the equipment and materials, they were all moved directly down from the upstairs studio.

After securing the store, Wang Hao tidied up and divided the space, then used his phone to send recruitment notices to several miniature model industry groups.

In just a few days, he finalized the appointments of two model makers and one landscape architect.

All three have practical experience and are quite steady in their work; they are not just newbies who are just doing it for fun.

The salary issue is stuck at his expectations; now all that's missing is...

"Sorry I'm late..."

Wang Hao looked up at the doorway and saw the job applicant with a look that said, "I've seen a ghost."

"Oh? You're Shen Jianwei, the painter who came for the job interview today?"

At this moment, Shen Jianwei's pupils dilated, her face turned pale, sweat dripped from her forehead, and she stood frozen in place.

The moment her eyes met those of the man opposite her, an inexplicable fear swept over her.

At that moment, it felt as if I were looking directly at the sun.

Although the sun was dazzling, it still felt warm on my skin.

However, the figure seen at this moment was like an indescribable... light.

Twisting, spreading, endlessly...