Chapter 3

"Calculate how much divine power I have left," Zhao Qi held the treasure bead in his hand, his eyes flickering with divine light, lost in thought.

"Master, you only have 3.611 points of divine power left," the AI responded.

"Is that so."

Zhao Qi closed his eyes, and his mind instantly entered the interior of the treasure bead. Gray mist swirled around him, transforming into countless images and creatures at his will, ready to burst forth and create endless illusions to confuse the enemy. However, these illusions had no real destructive power and could be easily ignored by anyone.

In *Everyone's Great Transcendence*, the protagonist originally relied on adding an energy system to convert collected energy into the energy needed for refining, first entering a virtuous cycle, then relying on the efforts of billions of Earthlings over nearly three centuries to refine it into the supreme divine artifact that could suppress all realms. Zhao Qi didn't need to do that, because no matter how powerful the energy system, could it compare to the breath of a world? Moreover, Zhao Qi didn't just want to create one world; his dream was to make it a true multiverse!!!

Zhao Qi looked at the gray mist before him, pointed his finger, and 3 points of creation divine power transformed into a beam of seven-colored divine light, flying out. With a loud bang, the mist before him turned into a mess! The mist surged continuously, forming dozens of large and small seven-colored vortices, the smallest like a palm, the largest like a star. Everything flowed endlessly, the vortices rubbing and rolling against each other, colliding with great noise, creating the momentum of the creation of the universe!

The vortices grew more intense, boiling and colliding, a scene that words could not describe, vast and profound! Only Zhao Qi could see this scene; if others saw it, they would likely prostrate themselves, praising the boundless divine grace and the prison-like divine might!

Zhao Qi saw the mist broken by the creation divine light, and the vortices gradually began to scatter and merge. He pointed his finger, and a phantom seed shot into the vortices. Like a drop of water falling into hot oil, the vortices swelled, forming bubble after bubble. The bubbles exploded in the vortices, and countless phantom lines continuously intersected and wove in space.

Gradually, a blurry world took shape in Zhao Qi's eyes. After an unknown amount of time, the earth became clearer, thicker, and more solid, evolving into mountains and rivers. The lines in the sky intersected, forming stars and the sun and moon, radiating light. A small world had clearly taken form!

As the world formed, Zhao Qi felt his body suddenly become much more substantial, as if he had been a sandcastle on the beach that would scatter with a single wave of the sea, but now he had a solid foundation, no longer illusory. "Master, congratulations on successfully creating a world. You have gained 30 points of divine power." The AI's voice echoed throughout the treasure bead.

"Where does divine power come from, can you find it?" Zhao Qi looked at the boundless world before him and asked.

"Sorry, Master, divine power is spontaneously generated. Due to incomplete inherited data, I cannot find its source."

"Oh, well, it doesn't matter. I will keep creating worlds, and I will eventually find the source of divine power." Since it couldn't be found, Zhao Qi didn't pursue it further.

Looking at the world before him, Zhao Qi pulled a seven-colored figure from his body. Upon closer inspection, the figure looked exactly like Zhao Qi, with a clear and distinct appearance, but its expression was stiff and lifeless, like a puppet!

Zhao Qi said to the figure, "The rest is up to you. Do you know what to do?"

"Of course, you have completed the task of creating the world, so my job is to run it." The figure spoke in a stilted manner, each word coming out slowly.

Zhao Qi waved his hand, "Don't overdo it. After all, that's the job of Hongjun Daoist. You might not be able to handle it yet. Wait a while, and once I finish all my tasks, we'll do something big. Then you can do whatever you want, and no one will stop you, hahaha..."

"You and I are one, what you know, I know. Why say such nonsense!" The figure spoke in a stilted manner, its body slowly fading, as if merging with the entire space. Zhao Qi didn't find it strange; he shouted at the figure, "Although I didn't ask you to overdo it, you still need to pay attention. At least make the background of this world convincing, so people won't know it's fake!"

"Understood." The voice faded, and the figure disappeared.

"Really, I didn't expect to create a cold-faced man. Could there be a cold attribute hidden in my soul?" Zhao Qi touched his face, shuddering as he thought of something.

Opening his eyes again, Zhao Qi was still sitting on the bed in his rented apartment, but the treasure bead in his hand now glowed, no longer gray and dull. Zhao Qi didn't pay much attention to the current appearance of the treasure bead; he wiped his hand, and the treasure bead disappeared into his palm.

"AI, how much time did I spend creating the virtual world?"

"A total of 25 hours and 41 minutes."

"Spent that much time?" Zhao Qi was surprised. He had felt it hadn't taken long, but it had actually been that long. "In the memory of the God of Literature, Dineal, the spiritual world is the most unpredictable. A thousand years can pass in an instant, and an instant can pass in a thousand years."

"Will this happen again when I enter the virtual world in the future?" Zhao Qi asked.

"No, because you have created a world inside, which is like placing a time and space coordinate inside. The time in the world has now synchronized with the real world."

At this moment, Zhao Qi suddenly realized that 26 hours had passed, meaning he had been out of contact with the outside world for a whole day! Zhao Qi picked up his phone and saw a series of missed calls and text message notifications. Most were from the company, and a few were from home. "I need to find a way to solve this problem. Otherwise, if I close myself off for ten or twenty days, my family will go crazy," Zhao Qi thought.

He called home, "Dad, it's me."

The steady voice of a middle-aged man came from the other end, "I know it's you. Why didn't you answer my calls yesterday? I sent you messages, but you didn't reply. What's going on? Do you need us to come over?"

"No, Dad, don't scare yourself. My phone was broken yesterday, and I just got it fixed today. See, I'm calling you right now."

After all, the things that happened to him were too fantastical. If he told his parents, Zhao Qi could imagine they would book him a bed in a mental hospital. So he made up an excuse to placate his father.

"Next, I need to deal with my job." Zhao Qi called his boss directly. "Zhao Qi!!! You finally called!!! Do you know how many times I called you yesterday?! Now, you come to the company immediately, do you understand?!!!"

Zhao Qi smiled, "Boss, I'm calling to tell you that I'm resigning."

"What?!!!"

"Boss, just take care of my salary for this month. It doesn't matter if you don't. I'll hang up now, see you."

Zhao Qi hung up the phone casually.

What a joke. Now, if Zhao Qi wanted to, he could gather a large amount of money at any time, whether by cheating with the AI or by creating it directly. What did he need to work for others and suffer their abuse? "It would be fun to buy the company and see their faces. Just thinking about it is exciting," Zhao Qi thought to himself.

He flipped through the pages, and the ads began and ended.