Chapter 58 The vast universe awaits me!
Chapter 58 The vast universe awaits me!
She raised her hand, and countless imaginary energies flowed in her palm, quickly condensing into a smooth and clear ice mirror.
The face reflected in the mirror was both familiar and unfamiliar to her—it was her own creation, a battle-damaged version of Qingque, named "Qingyuan".
"If the Flower of Abundance is real, then according to the 'setting,' this body should have 'memories'... Yay!"
I can't believe I actually succeeded!
She incredulously reached out her other hand and gently pinched her cheek.
Soft, warm, and realistic to the touch.
"Oh my god..." she exclaimed softly, "I actually... slapped this face?"
The thought had barely formed in my mind when my fingers automatically started rubbing the area I had just massaged.
"Ahem." Qing Yuan cleared her throat, shifting her gaze from the mirror to the boundless starry sky around her, her voice carrying a hint of theatrical anticipation.
According to a classic fan fiction trope, at this very moment, an Ah-ha should suddenly appear here! Ah-ha—are you there?
The starry sky was silent, with only distant stars burning silently.
"Okay," she said, her shoulders slumping slightly and her tone dropping a bit, "it seems there aren't any more."
Still silent.
"Okay," he drawled, "it seems it's really... not... there."
silence.
......
Quiet.
"Okay, it seems it really is... really gone."
"Sigh," she finally sighed, her expression turning into a genuine, childlike disappointment, "I actually quite liked that enthusiastic 'redneck' guy who always drove his 'party' wherever he went."
She calmed her mind and spread her senses outwards like an invisible net, carefully scanning every inch of space to confirm that there were no hidden eyes or beings spying on her.
The true feeling of being alone only becomes clear now.
His gaze returned to the ice mirror. The person in the mirror had clear, bright eyes and was looking directly at him.
"Hmm..." Qingyuan tilted her head, then suddenly grinned, her eyes radiating pure, undisguised joy. "Looking at this face, I really... like it!"
Before she could finish speaking, she had already hugged the ice mirror, pressing her cheek against the cold surface and rubbing it against it without any regard for her image.
Unfortunately, a mirror is still just a mirror; it's cold and smooth, without any body temperature.
In the vast and desolate starry sky, she rubbed against the mirror for who knows how long before finally stopping, letting out a satisfied yet slightly regretful sigh.
"So... shall we play something else now?"
With a thought, the ice mirror dissipated into sparkling specks.
She mobilized the imaginary energy flowing within her body, and a faint blue halo emanated from her body. She shot out like an arrow through the almost unobstructed space.
Accelerate, accelerate again! Turn and drift at will!
A dazzling cyan light swept across the deep blue canvas, leaving long, radiant streaks of light that ultimately outlined four incredibly clear... fish patterns in the air.
"Self-draw plus a winning hand!"
She cheered, her playful spirits rising.
The power of destiny surged, and a magnificent, nebulous blue kite appeared, holding a glowing "Yaoyu" in its hands.
"Wow! This is so much fun!"
However, without the support of a sustained destiny, this magnificent scene soon began to fade and dissipate, like ink spilled into the sea.
Qingyuan watched the fading phantom and felt a little regretful.
"I've got it!" Her eyes lit up, and she snapped her fingers. "Since the projection can't be retained, let's use something more tangible to draw 'Bluebird' in this starry sky!"
Step 1: Find a lifeless star system.
That's not difficult; the universe is vast and empty.
Step 2: Collect some "unwanted" stars.
She moved among the star clusters, her fingertips brushing against each burning sun.
In most people's minds, stars are always warm colors like orange-red or golden yellow, but in fact they possess a magnificent spectrum:
Intense blue and white, gentle orange-yellow, and even a solitary dark red.
Step 3: Use a little bit of the destiny power of "breeding".
Select a few that you like in color and size, and carefully "copy" them into a large number of copies.
In an instant, many bright orbs of light floated up in that selected star field, like a pile of carefully selected colored glass beads.
Step 4: Begin "drawing" - arrange these stars according to the image of the "Bluebird" in your mind.
The first three steps went so smoothly that Qingyuan became somewhat complacent, but when it came to the actual setup stage, a problem arose.
She picked up a golden star and summoned a blue one, trying to gently guide their power to see if she could "mix" a clear green star as she envisioned.
result--
With a soft "poof" sound, the yellow and blue lights intertwined and devoured each other violently.
Ultimately, they will either merge into a more dazzling blue-white star, or, in the moment of imbalance, trigger a gravitational collapse, becoming a small black hole that devours light!
"Why can't I get green?!" Qingyuan muttered to herself, looking a little frustrated at the tiny black hole that had appeared after yet another failure.
What she wanted was a painting of a bluebird; without green, it would be soulless. Should she call it an orangebird instead?
What a pity!
"Hey, it's not that time yet!"
She waved her hand, sweeping away the gloom and narration, revealing the clear light once more!
"Got it!"
Using abundant divine power as its material, plus a touch of the extraordinary wisdom of the 85th seat of the Genius Club.
She reached into her hair and plucked a bountiful flower.
Then, the experiment began. In the starry sky, after an unknown amount of time, countless suns revolved around her.
Finally, a brand new "wonder" was born - the "Green Miscanthus".
Its main characteristic is heat resistance, especially extreme heat resistance.
When stimulated by high heat, it emits a uniform, bright, and lasting emerald green light.
"Perfect!" She gently "placed" a few green pampas flowers among a few selected yellow stars, like lampshades.
Then, the green reeds began to grow, eventually enveloping the star.
And so, the "artificial green stars" shone brightly, achieving the effect she desired.
"The power of destiny is so useful!"
She happily twirled around, her clothes fluttering in the still air.
Hehe, I really don't understand why some protagonists in stories...
Even after gaining earth-shattering power, his mind was still only focused on the same few things: 'devouring,' 'destroying,' and 'reproducing.'
Especially some cultivation settings, where someone could clearly make the stars shine as brightly as a ruler with a wave of their hand, yet they always end up with "crushing the Milky Way with a punch, annihilating the universe"... How boring!
She felt that she was particularly different.
"I, Qingyuan, aside from a little bit of 'breeding,' have nothing but pure and sincere heart~ Ah!"
Talking to herself, she began the massive project.
With a gentle wave of her hand, gravity is cleverly woven together.
Each "colorful star," whether natural or man-made, is steadily placed at a coordinate point in the universe, following an invisible blueprint.
As time passed, a once dark star field was gradually illuminated.
Each star forms an outline, outlining the eyebrows and eyes, and embellishing the patterns on the hair ornaments and robes...
Finally, a lifelike three-dimensional constellation called "Bluebird," spanning several astronomical units and composed of real stars and strange light, appeared in the deep space of the universe!
She gazed at her masterpiece, the constellation vast and serene, radiating a godlike majesty and brilliance.
"Hmm..." She stepped back a distance, solemnly tidied her non-existent clothes, and then bowed respectfully to the star-like bluebird.
"Greetings, God of Mahjong!"
This posture is somewhat like that of a sculptor who has completed a masterpiece.
Upon its final completion, she offered her initial reverence and praise to the "deity" she had created—even though she did it purely for fun.
Then, she straightened up, opened her arms as if to embrace the entire starry sky, and declared to the boundless universe in a clear and joyful voice:
"Bravo, Mahjong God!"
"Ten Celestial Ships pursued and utterly defeated the four-star Azure Sparrow, sweeping aside A20!"
Naturally, there was no response.
Only the faint echoes of countless eternally burning stars (yes, Qingyuan could hear them), and the silent yet brilliant light of the stars themselves.
The silence made her blink, feeling that something was still missing in the atmosphere.
"Since they've already created such a massive, cosmic-scale figure..."
She stroked her chin, her eyes gleaming with lingering satisfaction. "Why don't we add some more 'spice' to it..."
"Ahem, as everyone knows, Boshizun was upgraded from a celestial computer."
In fact, besides Him, there are many other celestial computers in the galaxy.
Many of them were abandoned and left unattended after being manufactured for various reasons, and some were even regarded as habitable planets.
(In Bengte, being able to survive without ever dying is considered a habitable place.)
Subsequently, Qingyuan, following her memories from collecting Hengxing, searched several star regions and collected several celestial computers.
Then I attached it to her large Bluebird figurine.
The calculations were connected to the stars, and the Azure Sparrow figurine immediately became like going from 240p to 4K ultra-high definition.
At the same time, it was breathing naturally and smoothly, just like a real living being.
Afterwards, Qingyuan upgraded the defense protocol, and waved goodbye after successfully completing the task.
I wonder when this figure will be discovered?
If Qingque knew, what would she think?
But if people really find out, they'll probably only suspect the Masked Fool or Aha, right?
Qingyuan didn't know, but she was very happy and joyful, flying in the Milky Way like a happy little bird.
Speed up, speed up, and speed up again!
She sensed that her speed had reached a certain limit, so she tried to break through that limit.
Finally, something seemed to have reached a critical point. As she pushed her speed beyond its limits, space could no longer bear the strain and collapsed, creating a wormhole.
On the other side of the wormhole, as soon as she emerged, she was met with a dense swarm of insects...
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