Collapse, survive

In March, she was lost in thought, racking her brains over her opening poem, and without a second thought, followed Xing toward the thing she had discovered.

Fang Jie is quite sociable; I need to see what you, this treasure hunter, have discovered.

then……

"Isn't this just a delivery service?"

An open delivery box sat by the roadside. Under the half-open lid, a thick stack of papers swayed slightly in the wind.

Without a second thought, Xing bravely stepped forward to rummage through the boxes.

"Hey, that's someone else's package."

So what? I'm still a pioneer.

Xing pushed open the box lid, reached inside, and pulled out a large wad of manuscript paper. The handwriting was wild and unruly, barely legible, and brimming with an irrepressible rage.

[To all members of the Migao Fantasy Theater: I have a brilliant technical idea that I'm planning to sell to you for 200,000 credits. The price is unbelievably reasonable compared to its market potential!]

What followed was a lengthy, imaginative technical concept and market prospect analysis report—but after reading only a few hundred words, Xing, who had been busy revitalizing Jinren Lane recently, was made drowsy by business terms such as "empowerment," "cross-track," and "ecological activation."

Ultimately, she decided to leave this monumental work of nearly 200,000 words on the street, along with the box.

What a waste of time! I've let everyone down.

So let's continue.

She chuckled and continued rummaging through the boxes, opening another lid, reaching inside, and pulling out a large wad of manuscript paper.

[To all members of the MiGao Meihuanxi Club: The latest chapter of "The Legend of the Immortal Boat and the Broken Sword," titled "The First Battle," is fantastic! As I envision it, the next chapter should depict the imminent bloody battle between Bu Liren and the Alliance, and the lives of the main characters will be turned upside down...]

Therefore, I hope to see the plot develop in the following direction—

What follows is a nearly 200,000-word plot development, with a bizarre and dramatic storyline. In the end, the main characters die one by one, only to be promoted by fate...

Xing remained silent, unsure whether the Fantasy Theater had adopted this monumental work, which was worthy of winning the Interstellar Peace Film and Television Annual Award.

Is this the kind of fantasy play that March likes?

she does not know.

I just feel like I should pay credits to watch these storylines.

Keep going.

Following a flash of inspiration, she reached out her little hand to a brand new delivery box. It was clear that the box had been cut open, and a corner of the books stuffed inside was sticking out.

It's clear that this brand-new booklet wasn't originally in the delivery box; someone forcibly put it there, like trash falling into a trash can.

How can we just sit idly by and do nothing?

I have to say, this booklet is filled with a familiar feeling from beginning to end. My God, this is a workbook used in school. It looks like *holiday homework*, and there is no progress at all in the exercises section.

This feels so familiar, although Xing feels... like she's never been to school.

Simple clues form a narrative in your mind—a student *accidentally* left his/her holiday homework in an abandoned cardboard box, and he/she will run into trouble when the holiday ends.

As luck would have it, you noticed that the homework had your name and class written on it, which means there's still hope—

It must be returned to the child!

The group of people on the microscopic level fell silent, watching as Xing suddenly received high moral praise for no apparent reason; she was so kind-hearted.

Raiden Mei was surprised when she first saw it. "There's such a thing as the Milky Way? What did Xing do?"

Oh, she marked the sender's address on the information stamp on the parcel box and booked a parcel delivery service with Heyun Logistics.

The child who lost their holiday homework must have shed tears of joy upon seeing their workbook returned.

And sure enough, what attracts stars so much is trash.

She continued flipping through the pages with great interest, while Sanyue and Fang Jie were also flipping through them.

Regardless of whether it's ethical to rummage through other people's packages like this, if you look closely, you'll see that many of the goods piled up here have been neglected. The receipts on those packages show that they should have been delivered to the recipients a long time ago, but they have clearly been lost until now, and someone needs to step in and help.

Another detail, like Golden Man Alley, that was affected by the Star Core Disaster.

Understanding these things will help Raiden Mei integrate into the local community.

In addition, Fang Jie also likes to flip through books, wanting to see where they came from and where they went.

There was something interesting. He saw a box with the words "Experimental Equipment for the Theory of Faith Quality" clearly written on it.

The concept of "faith quality theory" is also recorded in the train archives. Simply put, it means that objects that embody human faith will have a greater impact on people's subjective feelings.

In the eyes of many scholars, this is not merely a psychological effect, but an example of how the human mind influences the material world.

This research is a prominent field of study, and scholars involved receive substantial research grants each year.

The three boxes in front of me were labeled: [Iron Block (1 jin)], [Iron Block (1 jin)], and [Iron Block (1 jin)].

And [Imperial Bow Relics (1 jin)].

According to the [Faith Quality Theory], even if the three items are of equal quality, the [Imperial Bow Relic] is significantly heavier for the Immortal Ship People.

However, isn't this imperial bow relic a bit too heavy? It far exceeds the usual sense of [bias caused by subjective perception].

A small hand reached out from the side and unceremoniously began to unpack the box.

After all, with Fang Jie around, we can trust him just as much as we trust Dan Heng, and let him clean up the mess...

Both Star and March were translated very cleanly and efficiently.

The opened box was empty, except for a note.

I knew some people would be curious and open the box to check it. The box was empty, yet it was heavier than those metal blocks. Why?

Because people believe that this box contains the relic of the Imperial Bow, and faith has a quality.

I hope this experiment will completely dispel your doubts and convince you of the truth of this theory—that our mental activities can broadly influence the material world.

Okay, okay, so you're playing like this? Well, you've met me today.

Fang Jie felt the 'fiction' in it, in front of the girls who were looking at the note with confusion.

Grab it and refine it instantly!

——【Myth】

He touched upon this concept of destiny so easily, as if it were meant to be this way. The world is a vast fiction, and only by burning away rules and order and sacrificing the path one has taken can one reach a higher realm.

Being in the cycle of reincarnation, this life is but a dream.

But He lives in His dream, and I live in mine.

--【real】

Having taken another step towards the realm of ascension, Fang Jie is now qualified to bear the 'Cocoon of the End,' redefine and deconstruct all things, and recreate the world.

Therefore, Fang Jie began to understand how to transfer energy from various destinies. It's hard to describe this feeling; the only description is the lack of a sense of reality.

In Silver Wolf's homeland, the boundary between reality and virtuality is ambiguous, and Silver Wolf is a legendary wolf who unleashes all sorts of incredible abilities in the galaxy.

This is all based on her alteration of reality.

It can be seen as 'this world only has relative truth, not absolute truth', and the galactic soldiers who cannot avoid being affected by various 'reality that can only be decided after mutual blows' are living in a daze, where even life and death are certain uncertainties.

We are all just ordinary soldiers, refreshed with each cycle of reincarnation, questioning the world amidst the boundless sea of ​​suffering.

Fang Jie's life path is diverse and wide-ranging; regardless of the depth, it has numerical values.

Out of a desire to avoid a state of lethargy, they even began developing a mechanism to prevent the system from going into a dormant state...

——【Myth】

Came just in time.

If this is my intention, then what falsehood or attachment is there?

Cut off what doesn't belong to you, cut off what's attached to you, find your true self, and reach a new realm.

In fact, every time Fang Jie made a leap afterward, he was doing the same thing, and then...

More was added.

Everything we see and hear is a reflection.

Just as the universe has an error-correcting mechanism, all living beings live like a dream, ethereal yet not without possibility. Being able to see through and perceive more of the truth is to take a step further in one's realm, because being closer to the truth leads to an increase in one's spiritual level.

This is quite bleak; the future looks bleak.

Because there is no end, if we blindly cut off illusions and get closer to reality, what is reality? If we cut off reality as well, what is the difference between reality and illusion?

I'm afraid he's going crazy.

Only by taking that leap can one be condemned to eternal reincarnation.

I respectfully submit this to the practice of cultivating truth.

This is what is meant by 'He is in His dream, and I am in mine'.

The power of [myth] was activated, and the seemingly light cardboard box marked 'one kilogram' was deconstructed, revealing a reality that was intertwined with illusion, blurring the lines between the real and the unreal.

Suddenly, Raiden Mei on his shoulder felt that Fang Jie seemed incredibly empty and distant at this moment.

As the moon rises.

May the moon endure forever.

Like the moon falling.

"Fang Jie, why are you standing there like that? I suddenly have a scary feeling. Have you improved again?"

Xing Yi's elbow strike woke Fang Jie up.

Thank you, Star Core Essence.

Fang Jie shook his head: "No, I've regressed."

He felt a strange sensation, just like how he could easily combine [Pleasure] and [Beauty] to create moves that he also found amazing. It was just a little bit of [delusion] that actually brought him more benefits than Fang Jie had gained from the Black Tower.

But it seems that I have indeed, probably, regressed.

Look, even the primordial spirit has shrunk, like a deity that can hide in Jing Yuan's body, instead of having to contain the Destiny Space.

This myth is good; we should learn from it.

"I've regressed."

Fang Jie said loudly, which drew a chorus of suspicious looks. What about the trust between accomplices?

Because of trust, Raiden Mei didn't believe him.

And is this the Milky Way?

So terrifying.

There were many delivery boxes on the ground, which also piqued Raiden Mei's interest.

dismantle--

There was a small package labeled 'Small Neutron Radiation Bomb'.

This is a small thermonuclear weapon. The countdown to the explosion will start immediately when the registrant's biometric information cannot be detected—meaning you can't just throw it away.

Mei, who loves to eat but feels stifled, silently stares blankly.

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P.S.: Don't worry about my work-rest schedule becoming a death knell. The earth is round. At this update speed, I'll be back to normal tomorrow.

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Chapter 218 Sambo vs. Huanlong.

"Oh, is that so?"

The adorable Mei, the bean-throwing character, quietly gave Fang Jie a small gift. He accepted it with a strange expression, and the two looked at each other in silence.

Fang Jie actually knew that this thing, which seemed to be in the style of the 'Obliteration Gang', was actually Sambo's prank, a kind of masked fool's concoction that was just like the mutual guarantee of destruction buttons in Fireworks.

But Mei didn't recognize Sambo or the Annihilation Gang; all she saw was the bomb...

Sambo, you little rascal.

Fortunately, a new discovery was made on March 7th!