The Creators: From Night City

'Spiritual World'

The face of the 'craftsman' had become blurred, and what appeared before the wolf spirits, deer spirits, eagles, rabbits and other spirits was just a human-shaped ball of light emitting endless golden light.

Nothing here has substance, only the inner essence of all things returning to their true nature.

Acorn's image has finally changed.

Chapter 383 Another Great Existence

A green barrier enveloped Him, and around Him were a myriad of luxuriant flowers, blooming and withering in the blink of an eye.

Countless scenes of plants sprouting evolve in it.

A group of forest deer spirits ran past Jiang Bing, glanced at him curiously, and then ran towards the faded wilderness.

Jiang Bing stepped forward, golden and green lights intertwined, but his intuition did not indicate any danger.

So the 'craftsman' extended his light and gently touched the emerald green.

The golden light permeated the emerald green, and soon, a grand yet childish will emerged before him.

He was sleeping. The King of the Universe, who had been sleeping in the nutshell for so long, had been sleeping like this for so long that he was even a little confused.

The spiritual world is a magical dimension where all tangible entities are stripped of their superficial veils, exposing their inner essence.

Or you could call it 'information'.

Many beings do not have a strong enough essence, so they are not qualified to set foot in this wilderness in their entire lives.

And memories, souls, the past, even a person's thoughts, decisions, all the essences, the mysterious things in the real dimension, these information stored in the high-dimensional level can be manifested here without hindrance.

He is like a baby with the sun shining on his face, waking up from a deep sleep, curiously stretching out his fingers, extending them towards the "craftsman", and issuing a tempting "invitation".

The information is flowing, straightforward and funny.

The 'craftsman' understood the other party's intentions and the price he would have to pay. Faced with this test, he did not hesitate. He stretched out a finger from the golden light and slowly extended it in front of the emerald. The two 'fingertips' touched, and it was like a scene from "Genesis" that shared all of their existence and composition with each other.

Verbal communication is inefficient and inaccurate, averaging only 39 bits per second, or approximately 4.875 bytes, or 0.004765625KB.

The original connection and communication can allow both parties to understand each other's thoughts, past, cognition, memory, and even ideas at an immeasurable speed.

The other party quickly understood his situation.

So He made a request to Jiang Bing for cooperation and symbiosis.

But before Jiang Bing could answer, the flowers that were blooming and fading suddenly stopped, dragging the "craftsman" into a deeper "dream".

An oak tree, a seemingly small oak tree, took root in the void. Its roots were so lush that they spread out clearly in front of Jiang Bing in the void.

The large number of tree roots cleverly formed a reflection with the tree trunk, becoming more and more lush from top to bottom.

In the lightless void, the roots of the tree extract energy from the nothingness, supplying it to His branches, His leaves, His masterpieces, and His people.

And His heritage, His seed.

It was the acorn, or one of the nine acorns.

The 'craftsman' couldn't help but get closer to observe carefully, but only then did he realize that what grew on the oak tree was not some plant branch, but a complete universe, a plane of constant life.

He should have been shocked, but he suddenly realized.

That's how it should be.

The void is not eternally silent. There are rain, snow, wind, frost, and other unpredictable attacks. Fortunately, the Oak Father protects them well.

Until an unprecedented storm came from the depths of the distant void, not only breaking several branches of the oak tree and blowing away most of its leaves, but also taking away the most precious treasure.

"An Acorn"

"A Seed"

It is the beginning, the growth, the possibility, the zero, the one, and the seed of ten thousand.

"Are you able to protect Him?" the 'Craftsman' asked.

"The mature seed will eventually fall into the soil where it chooses to take root," said the oak tree.

"I shouldn't reject His decision any more than He rejected the storm's invitation."

The Oak Father gently shook his branches, revealing an endless sea of ​​stars behind him. Those were the heavens and myriad worlds, countless planes floating in the void.

“Wandering is the fate of a seed. It must always leave its warm home and head for the fertile soil that belongs to it, seeking hope of sprouting.”

"So you left these memories for Him when you left, so He could find His way home?"

"No"

Greater than the great, older than the ancient, spanned countless planes, chiseled through immeasurable time, and engaged in dialogue with Jiang Bing.

"You and I really exist at this moment, and I just want to see Him a few more times."

"Followers of the Original Creator, He has recognized you and chosen His mission and His meaning. I am pleased with this."

The Oak Father quickly and decisively pulled out the roots that had penetrated the dimension of the Wizarding World, ending this conversation that should have been impossible.

The "craftsman" who woke up was still immersed in the absurd atmosphere of the father-in-law examining his son-in-law, but facing His invitation to take root, he nodded without hesitation.

Then endless light emerged from the acorn, and the emerald green color once assimilated most of the wilderness in the spiritual world, and penetrated the spiritual world, the astral world, and the barriers of the planes, taking root directly in the void, outside the planes.

Spirit world.

The souls of beasts, birds, trees, flowers, rocks, soil, and even mayflies appeared around them.

They chanted, they raised songs older than eternity, echoes of the first sprouting of all things.

Thus was Heimer born.

A tender bud poked out from the acorn, wrapped around the left hand stretched out by the golden light, and quickly spread out branches, forming an ancient and jade-green oak ring.

This is not a physical object, but an information certificate that connects the two.

Jiang Bing became the 'boss' He chose, and He would achieve a higher-dimensional symbiosis with Jiang Bing until the end of time.

The system prompt that had no sense of existence came as expected.

System prompt: You have established a connection with a great creation. As a result of this action, your composition strength increases by 1.6 and your personality weight is enhanced.

Name: Jiang Bing

Qualification: [Apprentice Craftsman]

Class Level: 6 (32%)

Domicile: B33 plane origin planet (Earth)

Location: Plane No. HXXD-G00334

Presence Strength: 11.9

Composition strength: 13.2

Creator Database Access Level: 1 (99%)

Number of craftsman badges: 1072

The World Tree, the Cosmic Tree, the Great Oak, you can call this new employee of [Anti-Entropy] whatever you want, but compared to the complete form of the 'Father of Oak' whose roots are deeply rooted in the void and plundering nutrients in the plane above, he can only be regarded as a scrapped iron armor - a piece of iron waste.

But this is normal. After all, it is just a newly sprouted seed. Only if Jiang Bing provides it with sufficient nutrients can it grow into a towering tree and support the sky.

Apart from anything else, as the 'World Tree', Heimer solved the storage space problem for Jiang Bing as soon as it sprouted.

Compared to looking for the 'Blue Vision' to rent a warehouse at the 'Port', the space he provides is not only permanently free, but can also gradually expand as it grows, and even become a world of its own. It does not require the energy of the [Key] and can be used at any time. Relying on the blessing of Heimer's racial talent, the consumption is also pitifully low. With the other party's current level of rooting in the void, it is effortless to open it a hundred or eighty times a day, and there is no need to summon the main body like a little train. It appears as soon as he raises his hand, and the dimensional barrier is as clear as a finger in front of his roots.

but!

The bad news is that the storage space Heimer can provide for Jiang Bing is pitifully small, only the size of an apple, and it is difficult to even bottle drinks.

Chapter 384 The Riddler deserves to die!

If you want to expand the space, you have to spend money to 'fertilize' the Heimer tree.

The good news: It’s a great creation, a universe of its own. Now the headquarters of [Anti-Entropy] has a place to stay.

The bad news: it's a seed and needs to develop.

Good news: The formation is extremely awesome, and the upper limit can break through the plane.

Bad news: The development time is extremely long, and you need to eat Jiang Bing's food and drink [Anti-Entropy].

Good news: No payroll required.

The bad news: He has a huge appetite and eats as much as he wants, and it seems like he can't be controlled at all.

With a touch of sadness, the 'craftsman' was awakened from his thoughts by the meow of a cat.

The black cat came to his side at some point. Its originally petite body had become as big as a cheetah in the spiritual world. In the gray world, its shiny black fur and yellow-brown cat eyes were very eye-catching.

It spat a shell from its mouth onto the ground.

"The Goddess asked me to bring her gratitude."

Most gods are high and mighty, because this allows them to maintain a strong sense of distance from the world.

And distance creates beauty.

Of course, it is also possible that these gods cannot easily come down to the mortal world, and the creatures formed by these concepts have very high requirements for the "living environment".

Since it was just a reward for his labor, Jiang Bing naturally refused it.

As soon as he held the shell in his hand, it was infected by the golden light and turned into a piece of high-dimensional information, permanently filling the light.

From then on, Jiang Bing gained the ability to "breathe" in water.

He suspected that the goddess Freya had taken advantage of him.

Isn't the ability to 'breathe underwater' a blessing bestowed only by ocean-related gods? How come it has become a reward from the patron saint of a prophet, fortune teller, and psychic like her?

But he has no evidence.

"This is the reward the goddess specifically requested from the Sea Goddess, Hailin. As for the reason, the goddess once said that you will naturally know it in the future."

The black cat explained for the first time, then left with its tail wagging, leaving Jiang Bing standing in the faded wilderness with a puzzled look on his face.

"Damn the Riddler!"

…………

Jiang Bing woke up from his deep sleep.

The real world is calm, as if nothing has happened.

But the acorn on the altar had long since disappeared. It had sprouted, and its roots, like the father of the oak tree, were rooted in the void.

The only one left in the forest was Jiang Bing, who was full from eating the Void Pancake.

The two great druids had already left, and the entire ceremony site was empty except for Jiang Bing. There were only thirteen oak trees growing exceptionally lushly.

When Jiang Bing stood up and said goodbye to the Archdruid Qi'annan who was stationed in the Druid Circle, he realized that three days had passed in the real world while he was immersed in the spiritual world.

Fortunately, Jiang Bing was in good health. Most people would have been seriously injured by just starvation.

The witcher and the sorceress had left and were heading to the northeast of Great Skellige to continue their journey to find their relatives.

Only Jiang Bing was left.

Then, thick white fog quickly enveloped the forest.

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Night City's Little Chinatown district.

An Alvarado V4F 570 Mission drove down Ellison Street and turned into the open space in front of the Sheng Tavern.

This giant car with a double axle at the front often attracts a lot of attention when driving on the street. Driving it on the street cannot be called a joyride, but rather a cruise. Many big brothers of the underworld forces in Night City prefer this car.

Although this innovative vehicle design is still not very reliable and requires regular maintenance, which is sometimes very expensive, there is no way to stop its status in the hearts of the big brothers.

Nothing special, just face.

Of course, this car only looks like the Alvarado V4F 570 Mission. As the exclusive car of Gloria, the chief supervisor of [Anti-Entropy], it has been modified inside and out by Jiang Bing. Too much technology and hard work have been sewn into it to make it a mobile armored fortress, which has also greatly increased its own weight.

This also means that the "craftsman" can only choose this niche six-wheeled model to disperse the pressure of the exaggerated weight of the vehicle body on the wheels, otherwise it will not be able to drive on the road at all.

Of course, all these technical details were nonsense to Jack. He only knew that the car was big and handsome, which completely struck a chord with him.