Collapse, survive

[First question: Isn't the world amazing?]

This is a question that requires careful consideration. Fang Jie recalled the past: ice and snow, hunger, madness... and the trash can.

He recalled the night he arrived in Changkong City; besides the starry sky, all he saw as he crawled along was a trash can.

He stared at the trash can in front of him, frozen in place in this new world.

It was night, neon lights were flashing, traffic was flowing endlessly, and crowds of people passed by him in a constant stream, a scene of cold indifference and vibrant life.

He stood frozen in front of the trash can, and after a long while, he suddenly realized something, turned over, looked at the starry sky, and realized that he had 'survived,' realized that he...

Although he only survived for a month, he discovered...

I am free now.

In most people's eyes, freedom is an extremely vague and ambiguous concept.

Some people believe that freedom means doing whatever you want, even if it involves burning, killing, looting, and plundering. The right to choose freely is freedom.

Some people believe that freedom only exists within constraints; one can choose not to do what one does not want to do, and the right to refuse is freedom itself.

Fang Jie found himself free, or rather, abandoned, having traversed a new world, not by choice—he didn't believe he had crossed the snowfields of Beloborg, but arriving in Changkong City was his choice.

Upon arrival, he was at a loss, fell into a deep sleep, and felt happy... Compared to the snowfield, he preferred this world, which was at least warm.

Next up is the incredibly cute Kiana.

She is so cute.

Fang Jie's subsequent actions and all her goodwill toward the world began with that meal.

Because he is free.

Translation is a discipline. In Fang Jie's experience, the word "freedom" did not exist in the dictionary before. It was when translators used classical Chinese to translate a foreign book, "On Liberty," that they could not find a word to replace "freedom" in the dictionary, so they translated it as "On the Limits of Individual and Collective Rights."

Freedom is the ability to distinguish oneself from the public and to make independent judgments and actions according to one's own will without being influenced by external forces.

So, setting aside independence for now, who draws a clearer line than Fang Jie?

All his actions were no longer for serving others; there were no others left.

become free.

They are not free.

That wretched Kiana, how awful!

"Oh, the world..."

It's been a long, long time.

Fang Jie has been stuck on this problem for a long time; it is a problem that truly deserves careful consideration.

He recalled the killing for a full second.

He closed his eyes and casually pinched his palm open: life seemed to burst forth, plants sprouted branches and offered up their sweet dew—a slightly sweet tea aroma filled the air, which he then drank.

"That would be great."

He praised it and drank heartily.

Instead of using straws to drink milk tea, people tear open the plastic cup and gulp it down.

There was no need for a trash can anymore; he ate the cup without wasting a single drop, just like a hero.

The immediate problem shattered, transforming into a dazzling display of light and color, revealing what followed—

"One is truth, which allows mortals to see the principles of law, deconstruct all phenomena, and recreate miracles."

Neither Fang Jie nor Uncle Yang wanted to know Void Treasury. They wanted to stay out of the way. "My territory, my holy marks, my power," Fang Jie preferred to call it "it" in the Milky Way.

And the power of "truth"—

Once you fully understand the "explanation" of something, you can reproduce that thing with your own power, and you can also analyze the structure of an object by touching it.

It sounds very high-end, and it actually is, especially since Fang Jie already possesses the 'Jizo Mitama'.

Erosion is such a force; it devours everything in the world—matter, energy, information—including the broken creation engine deep within the frozen snow.

This is [eating].

Everything that 【喰】integrates is given a physical form by 【真】, permanently manifesting the projection of the reality distortion field, creating a world that can endure beyond mere imagination.

"I've slept long enough, let's get up now—Creation Engine."

Fang Jie did not have the Flame Spear, and the Divine Key [True] did not necessarily need to be condensed into a physical form. As the power of exploration merged into his mind, the golden ring around the outer edge of the clear blue pupil in Fang Jie's eyes became even more dazzling.

My heart is a scoundrel, take it from me.

A colossal Titan rose from the ground, materializing out of thin air, causing the seas to surge, and stood proudly on the earth.

At this point, he lowered his head and removed the chip from his chest:

"It's time to go back, my friend. I hope you like your new body."

Instead of learning how to repair the original wreckage, Fang Jie combined the knowledge from the chip with the supplements passed down from Uncle Yang to construct a new creation engine.

Thank you, friend.

Only when the 'soul' was infused into the body did this creation engine truly come to life; it lowered its body and stretched out its right hand—

Fang Jie stepped forward without hesitation.

The surviving giant, holding his hands, took a step forward, not as Belloberg, but with the obvious goal of revisiting the garden and fulfilling its true purpose.

Wherever that enormous body went, no earth was damaged; it was incredibly gentle.

Compared to this, fighting miners, wanderers, Schwarz, and... Hilva, exploring and fighting my way to Cocolia, defeating and subduing the only native creation engine powered by earth marrow, and then turning the tables on her...

I'm getting a little excited just thinking about it.

But Fang Jie lost interest.

He watched as the water, which had been melting, vaporizing, and gently transforming into the sea, gurgled and bubbled, creating a scene resembling a boiling hot spring. If the sea in "The Mermaid" were like this, then she would indeed turn into foam.

The geological modification units of the Creation Engine are fully activated, transforming the frozen planet at full power with the help of the destiny energy supported by the solution.

The scorching heat also touched Fang Jie's skin, and he felt the heat too, because he did not refuse to feel it.

The charred remains of the rift creature lay crookedly along the path the giant had taken through the sky. It was strange that such remains could still be left behind... Wait, those must be relics!

Fang Jie belatedly realized how wasteful it was to kill monsters with Jizo's Soul... or how it devoured everything without any waste.

"never mind."

He was too lazy to pick them up, so he simply considered them a gift for those who came after him, a refreshed natural resource.

In that light that melts everything, Fang Jie no longer ignites everything, letting the creation engine breathe flames, flatten the iceberg, and restore the riverbed.

She's not as efficient as him, but she's gentler.

'Fang Jie: Uncle Yang, look—the picture.'

'Walter: Well done! A commendable act of high moral character!'

The creation engine roared, unable to wait to adapt to the new body. The damaged chip merged with the brand-new chip, the will remained undying, and it couldn't wait to set off again.

With [friends].

This planet was once tended by hundreds of 'giant gardeners' who tended the barren flower fields, transforming it into a paradise, only to have it all destroyed by the Legion. The only thing left, the Earth Marrow Driven Creation Engine, which was subsequently built locally, was rendered unworthy of deployment in the counterinsurgency campaign due to energy issues and remained dormant in the snowstorm.

Hunger and poverty are more terrible than war, and a cold planet cannot protect anyone. Coming from the company, the Builders' creation engine understands this very well.

It was never designed for war.

The damaged chip started working again, connecting to the 'human' body and then to the mechanical body. Endless and terrifying energy surged within Fang Jie's body, flowing to the creation engine. The intense echo of destiny was even more powerful than its imaginary internal energy engine, instantly overclocking and in turn propelling more energy to be emitted more efficiently.

Ten times, and its efficiency in terraforming planets increases tenfold!

The surrounding temperature suddenly rose, surpassing the Earth's core. The fluctuating radiation enveloped the rift creatures, and the nearby atmosphere instantly heated to the temperature of the sun's atmosphere. This temperature was accompanied by extremely strong electromagnetic interference, which spread outwards.

It is no longer a simple geological alteration unit.

The flames are burning, igniting everything in their path. With just one burst of fire, or a single punch, a mountain range, a city, a harbor...

"Hold on a second, my friend. There's also the frozen antimatter army. Don't let them awaken so soon."

Fang Jie prevented the creation engine from immediately modifying the storm.

The fact that a single awakened Chabo could allow the company to reconnect with Yalilo-VI is not only a testament to the company's persistent efforts to call out to these planets hindered by star cores, but also a proof of how small the galaxy is.

Once the star trails are connected, you can summon anything with a shout.

The antimatter legion should remain relatively closed off for now.

【clear】

The creation engine roared, but did not approach Beloborg, the last remnant it had once protected.

At the current rate of efficiency, it would take at least fifty years to rebuild this planet—not including the parts swallowed by the rift. Rift erosion doesn't disappear into thin air, and repair is beyond the capabilities of a single creation engine.

Even cold waves... it has to constantly fight against and struggle with the ever-occurring cold waves.

Using storms is a good way to awaken the earth, as geological transformation inherently includes weather.

It can absolutely generate storms, bringing about dramatic weather changes at terrifying speeds.

Yalilo-VI used to be a place that was always warm and humid with beautiful scenery...

But that still wasn't enough; pests were always lurking in the garden.

Even if it could evaporate the seawater of a harbor with a single punch, make a mountain disappear, stir up a sandstorm, break several mountain ranges, cut through a city, bring powerful weather, and carry out environmental transformation on a planetary scale.

It was not created for fighting.

Fang Jie is fine with anything, but for him, a planet is like a fish tank; any action he takes will change the entire planet, making him a humanoid 'planetary environment modification device'.

Just like Otto.

In the world of Honkai Impact 3, Otto throws storms into the Americas, where Anti-Entropy is located, every year.

On average, there are more than a dozen hurricanes every year, which are repeatedly tormented and continuously drained by a dog breed called Otto.

This is because the planet's wind and water energies will quickly calm down the energy surge, and Otto's abilities are also insufficient; the power he splashes out will be quickly diluted and neutralized.

Otherwise, Otto would never let go of 'Joyce' if it could further deplete her resources.

Without mentioning him, Fang Jie looked back at where he had come from, patted the Creation Engine, and said, "Friend, I should go now. Until those things wake up, see you next time."

When will we say goodbye?

"I don't know, but we'll meet again someday. You can feel it, right? I left something in your heart. It's a part of me and will continue to give you energy. I hope you can keep going and help me realize my wish that spring will come here too. I will definitely come back then."

The creation engine constructed from calculus can endure, but it is only at the level of a creation engine. He added a little something extra, just like those burning, inextinguishable mental landscapes.

Would you mind if I gave you a name?

[Name, anticipated]

“That’s good. Hmm, ‘Yarilo,’ how about it? My name is Fang Jie, and yours is Yalilo.”

Arilo-VI, bringing spring.

【Yarilo, I am your friend, Fang Jie】

Yes, friend. And goodbye.

After saying goodbye, Fang Jie soared into the sky, flying freely. In the endless swirling air currents, objects from the melting ice in the sea and on the ground were swept up indiscriminately and rushed into the sky, where they were washed away by the turbulent rain.

Belloberg is still on the other side of the planet. The creation engine is really fast; he needs to hurry.

The pioneering spirit told him: Belloberg's survival was in grave danger.

I don't know what happened from the group chat, I just see them discussing how to fight... Please, the pioneering team, lend a hand.

Fang Jie: Uncle Yang, is it just my imagination? Belloberg seems a bit off.

He simply asked Uncle Yang, and his phone also received a message notification:

'Walter: Look at the frowning picture'

"Ah, a fight broke out?"

Fang Jie stared blankly at the message that Uncle Yang had suddenly sent him on his phone.

What happened?

He studied so hard he was dizzy and exhausted, and his physical condition was like that of a college student—he felt like he would collapse at the slightest breeze. He finally decided to give up and just go for a cheat code... when suddenly he was told that Belloberg had gotten into a fight.