292: Chapter 292 Creator

A movie was playing on the screen.

It ranged from a high-spirited TED talk to the scene of an old man being slapped to death by a pale, bald "engineer."

This character happened to be named Peter Verland; in the movie, he lived his whole life only to meet a tragic end.

The real Peter Verland sat in his chair, watching intently. On the screen, his elderly self—who needed mechanical assistance just to breathe—was hunched over, pleading humbly before the towering "engineer." His words were filled with a longing for eternal life and reverence for the Creator.

Then came that metallic, shimmering palm. As easily as crushing an ant, it swatted old Peter to the ground, where he drew his last breath.

Peter paused the video and reached out to touch the face of the old man on the screen. It was as if he could feel the despair and pain of the man in the image spreading into his own body through his fingertips.

"Is this... me?" Peter's fingertips slowly moved away from the light screen, his brow furrowed.

The old man in the footage had eyes filled only with greed for immortality and humility toward the Creator.

"This isn't me!"

Peter's voice regained its usual calm, even carrying a hint of scrutiny.

"I have spent my life pursuing not immortality, but humanity's place in the universe—the answer to who we are. He could even twist his life's obsession; how could that be me?"

Lin Fang sneered and said with a touch of mockery, "He really isn't like you. After all, he didn't have a lifespan as long as yours, allowing him to sit here and talk about how pure his obsession is or how he must find the so-called Creator."

If someone could still pursue their ideals while on the verge of death, they would truly be a remarkable person.

These words made Peter Verland fall silent. After a long while, he spoke slowly: "Sir, as incredible as this is, I do not believe my world is just a movie. We are all real."

"But I have a premonition,"

Peter Verland said urgently, "if a Creator truly exists, they are most likely in the world where you reside. Therefore, I beg of you, take me to your world. If possible, please give me a starship; I want to embark on the journey to find the Creator once more!"

"It's not impossible, but the prerequisite is that you cooperate with me..."

Hearing this, the mockery on Lin Fang's face gradually faded, replaced by deep calculation.

—

[Evacuation from the Pokemon Dimension successful]

[Materials Obtained: Odyssey Battleship, 550W Quantum Computer: Little Black]

In the blink of an eye, Lin Fang returned to the Civilization Spire in the real world. Swallowing the Verland Company was not something that could be done overnight; it would take some time.

In their subsequent conversation, Lin Fang also learned how Peter Verland had originally obtained the pokémon blood from the Pokémon World. Shortly after founding the Verland Company, Peter had accidentally discovered a Mew Statue by the roadside. This statue was identical to the one owned by the Changshēng Family in the Pokémon World.

Later, that statue also disappeared. Correspondingly, the Mist Wall rose above the continent of Australia.

Where did it go?

While pondering, Lin Fang manifested Little Black. Suddenly, the grayish-white printer appeared beside him. Safety aside, he was unwilling to leave Little Black behind in the Verland Company's world.

A replica remained there now; it would continue to collect technological data in that world and assist Lin Fang in controlling it, which was enough.

Following that, Lin Fang sold the battleship he had brought out to the Black Star. Not bad—it was worth 1,288 plunder points.

[Sale successful, obtained 1,288 plunder points]

[Current plunder points: 10,156]

After a long time, the plunder points in Lin Fang's hands had reached five digits again.

Looking at these plunder points, Lin Fang suddenly asked,

"Black Star, does a Creator exist in my world? Who is it? The more detail, the better."

It had to be said that Lin Fang was somewhat influenced by people like Isaac and Peter.

[Insufficient basic plunder, transaction error]

Not enough?

Lin Fang rubbed his chin, thinking, "Then just tell me if one exists or not."

[Please confirm the transaction; it will cost 1,000 plunder points]

"Confirm." Lin Fang's heart stirred; this price was acceptable.

[Exists]

Hearing this answer, Lin Fang fell silent.

Damn, there really is one.