PGVCW 25

Playing God in Various Catastrophic Worlds

Chapter 25: The Ultimate Flex Tool—All Things Turn to Rain

Blue Star was a planet possessing a rich historical tapestry of entertainment media. Following the apocalypse, mindful of psychological contamination threats, the Xia State heavily subsidized diverse entertainment sectors, with video production and visual effects advancing at the most rapid velocity.

This indicated that the Xia State's standard of video visual effects and editing was top-tier across the entirety of Blue Star. Naturally, when deployed within an ancient chronological setting, it constituted a true dimensional-reduction strike.

When Xia Wang'an engaged the Famine Tide Titan in combat, she essentially relied upon a singular foundational technique: chopping, chopping, and more chopping. To be completely frank, it was exceedingly efficacious; because of its extreme velocity and unbridled kinetic fury, every single blade stroke struck home with absolute precision, affording the titan zero window for defensive reaction.

Yet to ordinary observers at the time, her movements manifested merely as a blurring afterimage flashing rapidly from left to right. They remained utterly incapable of visually tracking her actions. Xia Wang'an operated at excessive velocity. Absent this raw speed, she could never have forced the Time Thief into total immobility through pure kinetic acceleration.

However, within the video broadcasted across the upper firmament— The terrifying, towering perspective of the titan looming from bottom to top (its height artificially elongated), accompanied by the ferocious claws and fangs of various mutated crops snapping open (magnified in vivid detail). The dust lofted by the heavy blade scraping across the terrestrial terrain (slow motion), alongside the steadfast, resolute gaze of the maiden as she charged valiantly toward the titan (focused close-up, suspended for a full temporal second).

The wind blades previously discharged by Linke served as footing for Xia Wang'an; within the frame, the maiden leaped weightlessly through the void, her ethereal immortal vestments fluttering dynamically with the gale. Disregarding the biological fluids (of botanical origin) staining her countenance, she grasped her jet-black long-blade accompanied by translucent blue spiritual energy (special effects), delivering a final strike where spiritual energy surged forth like an overwhelming tidal wave.

Within this specific sequence, amidst the translucent spiritual energy, a majestic, awe-inspiring dragon-shaped ripple (still special effects) roared indistinctly. Even the fluid dynamics of the "sword qi" discharged by the 2.8-meter massive blade followed absolute scientific principles, ensuring that even real sword qi would propagate through the titan's entire physique at precisely this flow rate.

Boom—The titan collapsed heavily—rendered in cinematic slow motion. Enhanced by the perspective within the video, its posture of defeat conveyed an overwhelming sense of helpless disbelief. After all, the more helpless it appeared, the more brilliantly it highlighted Xia Wang'an's supreme dominance.

These few seconds of visual display exhausted nearly every brain cell of the entire editing division. The titan possessed no intrinsic facial expressions, forcing the team to analyze and supplement everything frame by frame. Even the two Polluters were thoughtfully enhanced with additional dark mist special effects, heightening their eerie aura and stripping away any lingering trace of ordinary mob appearance. Finally, they were rendered distinct enough to avoid looking like mere cannon fodder.

Every team member worked collective overtime, practically residing within their offices, ultimately conjuring up this exact narrative impact: "What? You actually managed to defeat me, the Great Demon King? No! I refuse to accept this!"

This marked Xia Wang'an's initial viewing of the video. [007, did it truly wear such an unconvinced expression back then?] 007 couldn't quite recall either, seeing as it had been busy broadcasting the adversary's positional telemetry to the host at the time. [Yet observing the video projection across the firmament now, it feels intensely righteous and indignant.] [This entity actually dared to remain unconvinced? The host didn't even twist off its head.]

Xia Wang'an experienced a distinct sensation of being met with "ingratitude for kindness". She instantly resolved: [Upon encountering Polluters hereafter, we shall sever their lower limbs first, amputate their upper arms second, and finally twist off their craniums.] [That way, they should no longer harbor any unexpressed grievance, correct?]

While the human-system dyad earnestly deliberated on "how to inspire enemies to experience profound gratitude while marching toward execution," the members of both major sects were utterly thunderstruck. “This... this—” For a transient moment, the multitude remained paralyzed, uncertain whether to marvel at the reality that "celestial arts could reproduce the historical events of that specific day" or to reel in shock that "this seemingly youthful maiden single-handedly annihilated such a terrifying adversary".

Compared to the members of the two major sects, the ordinary citizens flocking toward the scene upon witnessing the celestial phenomena were infinitely more shaken. Initially, upon observing the giant materialize across the sky, their instinctive reflex remained flight. But once Xia Wang'an's self-contained special-effects silhouette manifested, the populace finally comprehended that this represented a historical recreation of that fateful day. “Celestial arts!! This must unquestionably represent celestial arts!!” Some weakened at the knees, others collapsed into direct prostrations, while several hurriedly clutched their infants, desperately seeking to bathe them in a trace of celestial aura.

Concerning the concept of the "Immortal Sect," following the return of the Wheat-Excision Sect disciples to the stronghold, the intelligence propagated rapidly. Yet for the common populace, zero functional distinction existed between immortal sects and authentic immortals. Mortals worship deities and divine powers invariably driven by specific petitions. And the petition they desperately required had already been physically fulfilled by Xia Wang'an before all eyes—complete with high-definition replay. Some flushed crimson with intense emotional agitation, clutching at this final strand of hope as they bellowed aloud: “I stated it explicitly from the outset!! Unquestionably, celestial immortals intervened to expel that monster on our behalf!!”

The analytical divisions had evaluated correctly: Xia Wang'an and her vanguard departing immediately post-combat actively catalyzed boiling waves of public discourse among the citizenry. Across a forty-eight-hour window, the trio rotated through multiple mythic classifications, including "Immortal Sect Disciples," "Celestial Deities," "Mountain Spirits and Wild Demons," and "Secretly Hidden Sects". Even by morning today, a fresh rumor materialized asserting: "The Imperial Princess ascended to immortality, dispatching celestial agents to deliver the populace."

Cascading through successive narrative ripples, even visually impaired individuals impervious to the visual projection remained entirely cognizant of Xia Wang'an's collective presence. And now, speculative hypothesis achieved empirical verification. “Celestial methodologies! Unquestionably the methods of immortals!” “The immortal appears remarkably juvenile, scarcely sixteen or seventeen rotational cycles of age, yet she successfully subdued such a colossal monstrosity.”

The psychological aftermath of survival generated massive, pressurized emotional reserves, yet average citizens lacked structured channels to discharge such volatile pressure. Consequently, they naturally selected the most accessible, highly accelerated ventilation vector: rumor fabrication. “You lack comprehension; my eldest paternal aunt's neighbor's maternal nephew stated explicitly that immortal beings maintain eternal youth. Though this immortal appears juvenile, she is statistically likely exceeding a century of accumulated age.” “Deus! Exceeding a century!! Have you received verification? This immortal has endured over a century?!” “Ah! Reaching such advanced longevity?! Truly characteristic of an immortal entity!” “What do you mean, a mere century?! Cease disseminating falsehoods; my third maternal aunt's niece's husband's secondary paternal uncle confirmed authoritatively that the immortal possesses a chronological age of precisely one thousand and seven hundred years!”

“Wait, does that specific visage not belong to Qiu Zi?!” The populace rapidly observed that the celestial projection featured the perimeter gates of Wangtian City alongside numerous familiar structural topographies and human countenances. “Mother! Mother, observe! Your physical configuration wielding a manure fork is broadcast across the firmament!!” “I have ascended to the heavens! My physical person is incorporated within the projection!”

Collective emotional resonance reignited, driving the populace to observe the upper projection with fervent, electrified engagement. Generally speaking, classical action-oriented narrative structures deploy standardized pacing tropes. When protagonists occupy tactical disadvantage, observers vocalize anxiety regarding imminent defeat; when protagonists initiate dramatic reversals, specific bystanders roar exclamation tags ("Could this be?!"); upon protagonist victory, collective roaring acclamation erupts to symbolize absolute reverence.

The citizenry of the mutated flora dimension possessed zero familiarity with shōnen narrative tropes, remaining entirely unconscious of their operational designation as the "atmospheric enhancement division". Yet observing the visual inclusion of Wangtian City's primary gates alongside frontline defenders and indigenous martial practitioners—with cinematic frames sweeping across expressions of acute anxiety and tension—the civic participation index reached absolute saturation. Certain individuals captured within the optical frames dissolved into open emotional weeping, experiencing a surging wave of internal kinetic pressure that dissolved instantly, producing somatic equilibrium equivalent to ingesting a supreme spiritual elixir.—This represented the profound psychological catharsis of consuming premium entertainment media.

As the dragon motif manifested within the spiritual energy special effects, roaring fiercely toward the titan and shattering its physical mass entirely, the citizens celebrating alongside the projected visual choreography suddenly experienced retrospective cognitive alignment. “Th-that... represents an authentic dragon?!” “Dragon qi! This is unequivocally imperial dragon qi!”

Within ancient societal structures, the manifestation of draconian entities equated directly to imperial sovereign authority. Though institutional dynastic governance had long since dissolved, a fifty-year temporal window remained thoroughly insufficient to eradicate public memory regarding Imperial Princess Heng's historical achievements. Whether an individual initiated prostration reflexively remained unrecorded, yet within sixty seconds, the expansive plaza fronting the martial sects was completely blanketed by kneeling civilian populations. Extending beyond the immediate plaza, auxiliary thoroughfares were similarly choked with prostrate human forms.

Xia Wang'an maintained deep familiarity with equivalent visual tableaus; historically, however, prostrate individuals uniformly displayed extensive contusions, compound fractures, and facial trauma. Their verbal output excluded terms of gratitude, completely lacking the volumetric generation of pure Faith Power currently cascading inward.

—Back in the Xia State. The Deputy Director of the Analysis Division distributed bound reference monographs titled [Mutated Flora Development and the Evolution of Sovereign Authority] alongside [Historical Evolution of Ancient Human Devotion to Dragon Qi and Dragon Veins]. "Executing tactical withdrawal immediately post-combat serves to preempt the development of intense civilian dependency targeting Wang'an." "Dependency generates expectation; expectation generates disillusionment—we must structurally eliminate the realization of this specific parametric risk!" "Affording a forty-eight-hour temporal buffer provides an emotional cooling phase; upon subsequent return, establishing spatial distance combined with reverent awe allows stabilized emotional states to effectively articulate profound gratitude." The Deputy Director offered an amiable, highly affable facial expression: "The operational mechanics approximate this model; does your department register complete comprehension?"

The Director of the Special Effects Division maintained silent indifference, emitting a sharp "Heh." The Deputy Director persisted: "Ancient populations maintain intrinsic reverence toward imperial sovereign authority. We successfully leveraged this psychological predisposition by rendering visual dragon special effects, permanently anchoring a fractional projection of sovereign gravitas directly to Wang'an's persona." "Consequently, although my conceptual formulation materialized with minor temporal delay—forcing your engineering cadres into hyper-accelerated, lethal overtime shifts—the logistical oversight remains entirely my operational liability, and I tender formal verbal contrition." Articulating the declaration, the Deputy Director—seated upon a porcelain restroom installation—directed an amiable, diplomatic facial expression toward the exterior threshold: "Therefore, might auxiliary hygiene tissue be transmitted across the threshold? Contemporary physiological requirements maintain absolute urgency." The Director of the Special Effects Division emitted an unvarnished snort.

—Following a micro-second delay, a substantial stack of hygiene tissue materialized via transfer from the adjacent sanitary compartment.

Ultimately, video material engineered through the forced extraction of sleep cycles from uncounted special effects technicians delivered an optical impact accurately classifiable as psychologically seismic. The Wheat-Excision Sect and the Rice-Excision Sect originated from a unified institutional foundation; despite formal structural fission, the respective domains remained contiguous, occupying elevated topographical high ground. This geographical positioning enabled Xia Wang'an to stand upon elevated structural tiers, permitting her ocular focus to drift downward with minimal downward inclination toward the civilian masses executing ritual prostration.

The physical anatomy of the populace bore extensive traumatic lacerations; prior to her arrival, these individuals had expended exhaustive vital force defending their native world. Certain individuals exhibiting compound lower-limb trauma nevertheless executed arduous, profoundly pious prostration gestures. “Infinite gratitude to the Immortal!” “Absolute appreciation for preserving my familial lineage!” “Infant progeny, advance immediately to express ritual gratitude toward the Immortal!”

Expectation, profound gratitude, ecstatic rapture, intense worship, spiritual yearning—multitudinous acoustic vectors converged alongside massive volumes of Faith Power, surging directly into her corporeal vessel. [Ding! Host Faith Power: 31,271] [Ding! Host Faith Power: 12,892] 007 radiated unbridled elation: [Ding! Host Faith Power accumulation has breached the critical threshold of twenty thousand units! Massive volumetric influx of Faith Power—congratulations, Host!!]

Two hundred thousand units of Faith Power represented a critical developmental threshold. During her preceding temporal incarnation, Xia Wang'an required nearly an entire rotational year to achieve a cumulative yield of two hundred thousand units. Those historical faith increments manifested as fragmented and highly complex entities, requiring an exceptionally balanced psychological state to process effectively. Conversely, contemporary acquisitions integrated seamlessly into her physical vessel with absolute speed, functioning identically to intrinsic primordial reserves.

Xia Wang'an elevated her manual appendage slowly, observing dense concentrations of spiritual energy swirling dynamically across her palm. [007, does your operational memory retain that specific combat art? That exceedingly aesthetically optimized methodology.] 007 responded with instantaneous enthusiasm: [Recollection verified! The ultimate flex-execution art! Is the Host authorized to deploy operational parameters presently?] [Authorized.] Xia Wang'an manipulated her digital phalanges subtly, causing spiritual energy to hyper-condense across her palm: [Contemporary operational metrics indicate my somatic capacity exceeds historical baseline parameters by a substantial margin.]

She articulated a vocal directive: "Cease prostration." Linke manipulated localized atmospheric currents, projecting her moderate vocal volume directly into the auditory apparatus of every assembled individual. Observing the elevated maiden, the populace experienced intensified conviction regarding her celestial classification. Yet they heard her articulate with absolute calm: "You have sustained bodily trauma; return to your domestic quarters to initiate physical recovery."

Verbalizing the directive, Xia Wang'an executed an abrupt, powerful manual elevation. She stated explicitly: "I am not an immortal." Contradicting her verbal assertion, a colossal surge of majestic spiritual energy materialized under collective observation, erupting directly from her palm to flower across the firmament like a brilliant pyrotechnic display, dispersing subsequently into microscopic threads of delicate spiritual rain. The populace tilted their countenances upward in unified aspiration. Witnessing the spiritual rain descend to penetrate every subject's physical vessel. Within a localized micro-second, every physical laceration and somatic trauma sustained across the populace was instantly restored to pristine, unblemished baseline equilibrium.