PGVCW 40

Playing God in Various Catastrophic Worlds

Chapter 40:Return and Quarantine Protocols

"Wang An is back!"

It was the familiar lobby. Seeing that there was finally some movement at the empty entrance, the medical and psychological experts who had gathered around immediately stepped forward.

"Don't come any closer, disinfect my whole body first."

Although she was always protected by her spiritual barrier, and there was a 99.999% chance that she wouldn't bring any virus from the magical world back, Xia Wang'an couldn't risk the lives of her staff for that remaining 0.001%.

Comprehensive disinfection had already been planned when they went to the Cangming World. At this moment, upon Xia Wang'an's words, all the staff immediately retreated. Even Wang'an, who usually didn't care much about these things, stated that disinfection was necessary, which showed that there was a genuine risk of infectious diseases in the magical world.

Immediately, uniformed personnel on site gave the order: "Initiate the A-series 213 disease prevention and control plan."

[Beep—]

A red warning light began to flash slowly after an alarm sound. A mechanical voice echoed throughout the hall: [The Series A 213 Disease Prevention and Control Plan is now in effect.]

At the same time, the glass door above the open space slowly descended, and the sprinkler system on the ceiling and walls activated, with hundreds of disinfection nozzles starting to spray disinfectant.

The reserve personnel who were originally waiting outside immediately sprang into action, sending various protective suits and masks that had been prepared in advance into the sterile room through the entrance.

The staff entered the spraying room in an orderly manner to disinfect, shower, dry, and then put on protective gear in the sterile room after inspections were completed.

Xia Wang'an was surrounded by a group of robots—all medical care robots controlled remotely by background operators—and their movements were light and fast.

"Are you feeling unwell anywhere?" "Come on, open your eyes wide." "We're going to start drawing your blood now. It won't hurt, it'll only take a moment."

What appeared to be chaos was actually entirely orderly. In just five minutes, the robots surrounding Xia Wang'an were replaced by others wearing protective suits.

The detection system completed the inspection and declared the system safe. Although nothing abnormal was found during the inspection, the disinfection robot still sanitized every detail before pausing its work.

Xia Wang'an was subsequently taken to the isolation room, where she took a thorough shower. When she came out, the room was filled with delicious food, as well as a selection of carefully chosen novels and various film and television works.

"Comfortable."

The black-haired girl lay back on a beanbag chair, reading a novel while simultaneously replying to messages from her friends.

[Wang An, I heard you went into isolation as soon as you got back. Are there many infectious diseases in the magical world?]

Xia Wang'an thought for a moment and replied: That world could easily be renamed the Dirty World.

She had been to so many worlds, and this was the first time she had ever encountered something quite so filthy.

Surveillance Analysis and Intelligence

Meanwhile, the monitoring sphere, which had been thoroughly cleaned and disinfected, began broadcasting its recorded data.

The playback analysis was divided into three distinct steps:

The first step involved a group of people fast-forwarding through the surveillance footage of that world in order to analyze various macro information as quickly as possible. Things like the global environment, local attitudes, and geographical features could all be evaluated this way.

The second group played the footage at normal speed and conducted an in-depth analysis. This examination focused on why the locals were so friendly, the composition of the communication scroll, the territorial situation, and the approximate physical condition of the three thousand serfs.

The third group played the footage in slow motion to extract as many fine details as possible from the surveillance records. This set mainly focused on details such as: “zooming in to see what the micro-expressions on Earl Albert's face represent,” “zooming in to see that this terrain looks like there are mineral deposits underneath,” and “slowing down to see that these three thousand people are genuinely grateful for a mere sip of hot water.”

Reports kept pouring out, covering a wide range of analyses and judgments. Although the observed time frame wasn't long, personnel were already able to deduce what historical era on Earth the magical world resembled:

"Based on the current video footage, it overlaps significantly with medieval Europe." "Religious culture is dominant, and even nobles had to express deep piety when talking about the church." "They likely have no conceptual framework for treating diseases, or even allow illnesses to develop entirely unchecked." "The psychology group has a different opinion on that point. Judging from the tone and subconscious actions of this Earl's second son named Carlo, there are indeed doctors in this world, but commoners look down upon or cannot afford doctors." "I agree. When he heard Wang An talk about treating illnesses, he rubbed his hands together and stopped in his tracks. That was a subconscious reaction reflecting his anxiety. He was also afraid of getting sick and did not believe the church could cure diseases." "I agree. I think that even for nobles, doctors are a precious resource. Even Carlo, the second son of an earl, worries about whether he can access a doctor if he falls ill." "Then I'll log my conclusion: I speculate that there are indeed medical practitioners in that world, but in very low numbers, and their fees are likely exorbitant."

The results compiled by this team of experts from various fields would be presented to headquarters shortly. The hypothesis that “doctors in the magical world are expensive and likely hold high social standing” would also lead the analysis department to consider whether to include medical personnel as members of the action team when formulating the next batch of slots for entering the magical world.

Inside the Salvation Building, everyone was busy, functioning like individual components inside a vast machine—some large, some small, but all holding their proper positions, shining and contributing.

More and more information about the magical world was being analyzed, but the main mission for the next journey had already received full approval: "The most crucial objective right now is to clean up the sanitation issues in the immediate environment where Wang'an resides."

The magical world possessed significantly more abundant resources than the Cangming world. However, compared to those resources, Xia Wang'an's comfort and preferences would always take absolute priority. Since she disliked that environment, the entire homeland would do everything within its power to clean it up for her.

"Equip the prepared armed robots with comprehensive sanitation and cleanup systems." "Wang An, you can bring two people with you next time, right? Try to choose from the Five Bamboo Group if possible. Having familiar friends around can alleviate the discomfort of navigating an unfamiliar environment." "Also, have the historical materials from the Middle Ages been fully transmitted over?"

The assistant operating the computer immediately replied, "Countries J and D have found some paper documents and are converting them into electronic files for transmission to our country." "Good, let's send out the transmitted portion first so the research team can study it."

The minister waved a hand, projecting the copied screen onto the display for the experts: "Everyone, keep your spirits up! We'll be working overtime together tonight."

A Day of Leisure

Xia Wang'an vaguely remembered that she was always immensely busy in her past life. She always seemed to be in a rush; the moment she arrived in a new world, she felt compelled to quickly gain the trust of the locals. In the beginning, Xia Wang'an always tried out numerous methods—for instance, pretending to be a healing-type ability user. But as more and more methods and false personas piled up, she gradually grew exhausted and confused, until in the end, all she could resort to was killing, killing, and more killing.

Anyone who has taken lives knows that killing is deeply exhausting. Before killing, you have to listen to the other person curse loudly; after killing, you have to pile the corpses together. If you ever wanted to dig up the corpses to chat, it was difficult to tell who was who because the bones all looked identical. (Read this novel on https://donttelmewhattodo.blogspot.com/ for free)

Aside from physical exhaustion, mental fatigue was also an ever-present burden, even if Xia Wang'an herself probably couldn't explain precisely why she felt so tired.

But now, even though she had just transmigrated back from a new world, she didn't have to worry about a single thing. She could simply eat, drink, and watch TV comfortably.

"A new amusement park has recently been built. Wang'an, would you like to go check it out?" The recorder smiled and pulled out promotional footage of the amusement park.

Xia Wang'an's eyes lit up: "I want to go!"

That day, she and her friends experienced various rides at the amusement park, spent half a day playing holographic games, and finally, each holding a bucket of popcorn, watched a thrilling horror movie at the cinema.

Why could this day be described as thoroughly enjoyable? Because Xia Wang'an kept smiling throughout.

Qiu Zhuang asked with curiosity, "Wang An, why are you laughing at such a terrifying scene?" Xia Wang'an chuckled, "Because the props team didn't make the props properly. When the alien's head was twisted off, the blood splattering doesn't look like that." "Besides, when you twist the head of this particular alien species, you're supposed to twist it clockwise; otherwise, it's easy to sprain or poke your hand."

Qiu Zhuang: "..." The other friends: "..." The security detail hiding discreetly behind the surveillance cameras, intending to check whether the savior liked the film's creative team: "..."

In short, although she treated the horror movie more like a comedy, Xia Wang'an still happily consumed three buckets of popcorn while watching it.

After the movie ended, the group headed to a barbecue restaurant for a meal.

Yes, barbecue restaurants existed in the Xia Kingdom now. The various fauna brought back from the Cangming world had been integrated into Blue Star, and numerous farms dedicated to raising chickens, ducks, cattle, and sheep had sprung up everywhere.

In reality, the creatures originating from the Cangming world were not easy to raise. Compared to standard livestock, they behaved more like wild beasts, possessing fierce savagery and high attack power. Therefore, applying for aquaculture permits required multi-level governmental approval.

Yet one should never underestimate the fierce competitiveness of the Xia people when it came to animal husbandry. Long before the catastrophe, Xia citizens could—and did—publish comprehensive textbooks on animal husbandry, and quite a few of them at that.

Even with the strictest approval processes in place, wave after wave of applicants kept coming forward. Some farm owners, dissatisfied with the limited land allocations available within the five districts, even hired exotic monster hunters to clear out plots of land outside the districts specifically for raising livestock. They would rather guard against alien species twenty-four hours a day and hire private guards than give up expanding their livestock production.

It was fair to say that the adage “fortune favors the bold” was written all over their operations. And this gamble indeed brought them immense wealth and status.

The shopping malls, which had once felt more like empty decorations, were now massive hits, with restaurants opening one after another while various farms struggled to keep up with surging demand. Although dining establishments had multiplied, as long as the food quality remained decent, business was guaranteed to thrive. After all, the people of the Xia Kingdom never skimped on their food when they earned money; if they earned ten points a day, they wouldn't hesitate to spend three of them simply to satisfy their appetites.

The restaurant Xia Wang'an and her companions entered was already packed to capacity, and the room grew even more lively the moment she stepped inside. Dozens of highly capable plainclothes police officers followed closely behind, responsible for her personal security. The moment she entered the mall, hundreds of soldiers were already guarding the premises both inside and out.

Today, everyone's core mission was simple: make Xia Wang'an happy while ensuring absolute safety.

The waiter enthusiastically brought over the barbecue platter. Upon seeing Xia Wang'an remove her mask, the waiter gasped softly in astonishment—so shocked that she still managed to keep a tight grip on the barbecue tray. After all, this was real meat!

"Look, look..."

As long as you were a citizen of the Xia Kingdom—no, as long as you were a citizen of Earth—who didn't recognize Xia Wang'an by now? To the average citizen, her appearance carried no less weight than the President of the country standing right in front of them. Everyone knew that the reason they could eat their fill and even enjoy barbecue at shopping mall restaurants was entirely because of Xia Wang'an.

Xia Wang'an, who was quietly sipping her juice, looked up as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening and gently gestured a shushing sign with her finger.

The waiter immediately nodded repeatedly, making a swift motion to seal her lips. Her service attitude instantly improved by two hundred percent, leaving her feeling utterly flattered. After grilling the meat for them with boundless enthusiasm, she hurried back to the kitchen.

Soon after, the equally beaming shop owner also emerged, announcing: "You are our 76th table of guests since we opened today. To celebrate this auspicious number, we are offering complimentary meat, vegetables, juice, side sauces, and various rice dishes on the house!"

Yuan Ning and the others had grown accustomed to this treatment. Every time they went out with Xia Wang'an, they received this exact kind of special reception. If they went out on their own while wearing uniforms, they might receive minor tokens of appreciation, but nothing on such an exaggerated scale.

Xia Wang'an accepted the complimentary dishes with practiced ease. After the group finished eating, the shop owner—whose mind was still floating in the euphoria of “the savior ate my barbecue and I even treated her to a bunch of freebies, hahaha”—was approached by two soldiers who scanned the code to pay. They paid the full price, including the cost of the complimentary items.

"We know you want to express your gratitude to Wang An. She has already accepted your goodwill. But you still need to collect your proper business revenue; these ingredients aren't cheap either. This is also Wang An's explicit instruction."

After visiting the amusement park, eating delicious food, watching a movie, and playing games, Xia Wang'an's lingering annoyance about the magical world being excessively dirty had completely vanished by the time she returned to her residence that evening.

She lay comfortably on her bed and read a novel for another hour before finally putting down her personal computer, feeling entirely satisfied.

"Goodnight, 007." "Goodnight, host."

Strategy Formulation

Just as she drifted off to sleep, a brand-new operational plan was being formulated inside the headquarters building.

"In this world, noble status is obviously of paramount importance. The high-level treatment Wang An is currently receiving stems entirely from the fact that they mistake her for an imperial princess."

The experts all chuckled.

"And honestly, it wouldn't even be wrong to say that Wang'an is a princess." As the princess of all Blue Star, how could she not be a princess? If Xia Wang'an were ever willing, every single country on Earth would eagerly race to declare her their princess—no, their supreme queen!

"Therefore, our next tactical objective is crystal clear." "To officially establish and solidify Wang'an's status as a princess within that world."