ATIGIBTC Chapter 136.1

He Fang looked up high, and on that enormous sculpture, cracks appeared little by little, just like the fractured surface of ice. He Fang could only feel his heartbeat beginning to falter and lose its rhythm.

“Lan…dmark.” He Fang instinctively wanted to step forward to stop the landmark from breaking apart, but he crashed straight into the wall. Only then did He Fang remember that although they could see the landmark, it wasn’t actually within their reach.

He Fang’s mind was full of thoughts: Could it be that this earthquake had already affected the main city? Although the landmark appeared solid, was it actually hollow inside? Was it now unable to withstand the tremors and breaking apart?

When the first piece of the sculpture fell, He Fang’s heart tightened. Yet, contrary to what he expected, the inside of that fragment was not empty but emitted a faint glow. He Fang’s eyes widened.

The first part to start fracturing was the half-body of the Divine Lord. The fierce sacred beast’s huge lion face gradually shed all the fragments wrapped around it. Each exquisite hair strand was completely transformed into a fluffy state. The half-body’s white eyes, after shedding the fragments, finally revealed those sharp pupils—like the world’s judge—solemn and majestic.

The cracks in the fragments spread from bottom to top. However, this shedding looked more like a seal being lifted. Countless fragments rose upward. He Fang saw that the huge male sculpture’s leg root, not covered by the half-body fragments, finally revealed a bit of fair skin. He Fang was stunned.

His mind went blank. Could it be that inside his landmark, there was really a man wrapped within?

This was just too terrifying.

He Fang tilted his head back. When another fragment fell, his eyelid twitched. Inside that falling piece, pure golden, flawless, smooth hair floated slightly in the air. That pure gold color suddenly sparked an incredible possibility in He Fang’s mind.

Golden long hair gradually revealed itself inch by inch after the fragments shed, and the man’s perfect body was exposed without any reservation—only those strands of hair, like golden silk, covered the flawless male figure. The more He Fang looked, the more an overwhelming sense of familiarity grew inside him, as if he had seen this body countless times and secretly admired it countless times as well.

Fragments fell one by one, passing below the neck, then above the neck. The perfect lips, slightly cold in appearance, were finally revealed to everyone’s sight, including He Fang’s. The last fragment, like a mask over the eyes, stubbornly lingered for a moment. But that brief moment was enough to make He Fang almost forget to breathe, anxiously waiting.

At last, the eyes beneath the fragments revealed their true essence—those familiar, breathtakingly beautiful eyes. They trembled slightly, shedding the final deathly stillness. In that instant, the deity was reborn.

When everything was fully revealed before him, He Fang simply thought, “So that’s how it is.”

It was a man. A man who, no matter how many times He Fang had seen him or spent time with him, never ceased to astonish him with his perfect beauty.

The man he cherished deeply, the one who would try hard to break through his turtle shell.

The man whose smile always made him feel happy, so intimately close.

He stood quietly amidst everyone’s admiration and eager anticipation, not playful, noisy, or unruly in front of He Fang.

He was calm, holy, and admirable.

He was an untouchable god, a god who despised life yet could also save it.

At this moment, He Fang found no detail left to doubt.

The person before him—no, this miracle-creating god, the Divine Lord—was his friend.

He Fang lifted his head high. The Divine Lord, like the sun, shone the most beautiful and sacred light into his eyes, bright to the extreme, yet never painful. His entire body felt wrapped in warmth.

Was he being deceived? Suddenly, this strange thought flashed through He Fang’s mind. But he dismissed this absurd idea on his own. No, he was not being deceived.

The Divine Lord had never told him his name.

But the Divine Lord had always sincerely shown his affection for him.

During the time they spent together, the things kept hidden, He Fang never misunderstood. Those were the Divine Lord’s attempts to pry open his tightly closed door.

From shutting himself away.

To secretly watching him.

To the first time opening the door.

It was the Divine Lord who had always been by his side.

The deity opened his eyes and bestowed care upon helpless humanity.

He Fang looked up, as if falling into the Divine Lord’s gaze. Though the Divine Lord’s eyes were cold and silent, He Fang felt no trace of awe or fear toward the god. The only feeling left in his heart was the overflowing warmth and tenderness when their eyes met.

For a moment, He Fang couldn’t even tell whether it was himself admiring the Divine Lord, or the Divine Lord admiring him.

“So beautiful. Is this the true god?” Zhong Yana’s rough voice, unlike that of an ordinary woman, finally pulled He Fang out of the dreamlike atmosphere.

He Fang realized he had been holding his breath the entire time, his chest tight and uncomfortable. Once he came to, he immediately gasped for air, wondering if he had almost suffocated himself.

The Divine Lord…

The landmark…

His deliveryman. Was his name Divine Lord or Landmark?

An awkward expression crossed He Fang’s face. Whether it was the Rainbow Squad or Landmark, they all originally had very nice, impressive, long, foreign-sounding names. At first, he just thought they looked too troublesome, so he casually changed their names. Now, He Fang deeply regretted it. He had personally turned those grand, lofty names into something plain and unsophisticated.

He Fang looked at Zhong Yana. In her eyes, he saw shock, confusion, and admiration.

“Is this… a god?” Light reflected in Zhong Yana’s eyes as she sincerely exclaimed, “Is this… beauty beyond humanity? His beauty is beyond distinguishing gender. Is this what a god is?”

Was the Divine Lord good-looking? Yes, from the very first glance, He Fang was attracted by the other’s appearance. But as for being unable to tell the gender… He Fang didn’t think it was that extreme. The Divine Lord clearly had a standard male appearance.

He Fang raised his eyes again, but suddenly froze. The Divine Lord’s gaze shifted away, and his movement seemed to carry a hint of displeasure.

That small motion instantly made Zhong Yana prostrate and kneel. She bent down, her solid, mountain-like body pressed her palms to the ground before the Divine Lord. After the shock, there was also a sense of solemnity.

At that moment, the Divine Lord spread his arms wide. The sky suddenly darkened, stars scattered all around like the arrival of the cosmos itself. The sole deity sat in the universe, stunningly breathtaking, impossible to look away from. He wore no particular expression, but it was enough to make one feel sanctity. Humans stood within the cosmos, their minds purified by the god, their bodies purified, their thoughts purified.

Beautiful.

The only word left in He Fang’s mind.

“What’s going on?” But just as He Fang was immersed, a hoarse, low voice with a teasing tone suddenly came from beside him.

He Fang abruptly turned his head and found that Sai Gu had unexpectedly appeared behind Zhong Yana, at a moment neither he nor Zhong Yana had noticed.

“Wow, look at the peacock that’s always showing off.” Sai Gu half-closed his eyes, as if blinded by the beautiful cosmic nebula. His silver hair hung loosely over his shoulders, looking lazy and casual, a charming yet mischievous smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he outright ruined the Divine Lord’s moment.

He Fang was stunned when he saw Sai Gu.

If it had been any other time, he might have been happy that his NPC showed up here to ‘rescue’ him.

But…

The Divine Lord had just revealed his true form to him.

What did that mean? He Fang wasn’t foolish.

Something long hidden was being revealed to him in this way, telling him the truth.

The Divine Lord was subtly telling him that they already knew He Fang had grasped the truth.

There was no need for He Fang to explain anything. Just quietly, let everything unfold.

“Uncle Gu,” He Fang murmured, staring blankly at the man before him, not knowing what to say.

Everyone in the main city knew about his social anxiety. He tried hard to act like a passerby NPC. Only a fixed few NPCs would speak and interact with him. All the NPCs with thinking ability accommodated him.

Before being introduced by Qi Jingwei, had Sai Gu also been silently working hard as background, saying nothing?

“Who are you?” Zhong Yana’s pupils suddenly contracted when she saw Sai Gu. This was supposed to be the safest, most secure place. So, where had this dangerous man invaded from?

Sai Gu slightly lowered his gaze. His eyes fixed gently on Zhong Yana. His look was kind and warm, showing no abnormal reaction to Zhong Yana’s exaggerated temperament and figure.

“Ma’am, since you have imprisoned our Creator here, you must have already prepared yourself mentally,” Sai Gu said in a low, lazy voice tinged with a hint of a smile. There was no mockery in his tone. Only a clear sense of friendliness.

Zhong Yana took a step back. She could feel no malice from this man. In fact, when faced with his smile, she only felt a warmth that made her want to approach him. This was terrifying. Because she, someone who never let her guard down for anyone, sensed a terrifying truth to this.

“Your wishes have already been fulfilled, so continuing to imprison our Creator must be meaningless,” Sai Gu said, half-closing his eyes. He appraised He Fang from head to toe, curling his lips into a slight smile. “You might be a crazy person, but you are not a bad one. At least you have no intention of harming our Creator. That alone makes you worthy of forgiveness.”

Zhong Yana’s whole body tensed as she forced herself to stay alert, but she would lose focus every time she heard this man speak.

“All I want is peace for this world, not to abuse anyone,” Zhong Yana said, biting her teeth after speaking, as if she didn’t want to say so much in front of the man.

“I admire you, ma’am. You are charismatic. If the Creator weren’t here, I might try to earn the honor of having dinner with you,” Sai Gu said, flicking his fingers casually against the transparent glass separating He Fang and Zhong Yana. In that instant, the once unbreakable, hard glass shattered into large chunks and, with Sai Gu’s gentle push, fell vertically to the ground.

Zhong Yana was startled by the terrifying power Sai Gu displayed and immediately understood his identity. He was one of the monsters from that dreadful city, crawling with monsters. Even knowing how terrifying those creatures were, witnessing true power with her own eyes was far scarier than she had imagined.

“Creator, we can go home now.” At that moment, Sai Gu reached out his hand toward He Fang. His gaze was extremely gentle. Not the tenderness of a lover, but the heartfelt reverence of one toward their faith.

He Fang looked at Sai Gu, lowered his head, feeling a bit awkward facing each other so calmly after everything. Yet, he quietly shifted his feet and obediently followed by Sai Gu’s side.

Sai Gu didn’t force He Fang to speak; he could understand the turmoil flickering in He Fang’s eyes. He was willing to give their Creator time, just as he had waited for more than forty years in the game before.

“Ma’am, I hope you will come along as well,” Sai Gu invited Zhong Yana.

Zhong Yana knew very well that this invitation was most likely a way to take her hostage, but there were no explicit restrictions. She only needed to consciously stay behind the two of them. The back is a person’s most vulnerable spot; with her strength and skills, an enemy’s back is a fatal weakness. But facing this man named Sai Gu, she finally understood what it meant to be invincible.

After getting on the elevator, Sai Gu smiled faintly and said, “People tend to lose their reason when facing the Creator, so it’s safest for you to stay with me until we ensure the Creator’s safety.”

Zhong Yana didn’t quite understand.

However, looking out from the elevator, her excellent eyesight noticed something unusual at the Summit of the World.

The Summit of the World was also heavily affected by the ground fissures caused by the intense earthquake. She had expected the summit to be in very poor condition, but the reality was quite the opposite.

At this moment, her city was buzzing with… superheroes. Zhong Yana found no complete words to describe what she saw. She saw powerful people rescuing and repairing her city everywhere. The only term she could think of was “superman”. After countless failed attempts to enhance the human body in the past, a true superman had now been born.

Zhong Yana understood Sai Gu’s words. The people from the Mirage had already fully invaded the Summit of the World. But they were not there to destroy. It was to protect.

Zhong Yana was smart; she glanced at the Mirage city lord beside her. These people were definitely acting under the city lord’s orders.

But as a supporter who had imprisoned the city lord, she would surely become a public enemy. So now, Sai Gu… was truly protecting her in this very way.

Zhong Yana pressed her lips together, a complex expression flickering across the resolute face of the tall woman.

“I hope that in the future, the Summit of the World will do its utmost to repay the Creator this favor,” Sai Gu’s eyes held a hidden meaning beneath his silver hair, but then he suddenly curled the corner of his mouth into a smile. “Of course, I also hope to have a pleasant fate with the honorable lady.”

Zhong Yana’s expression froze for a moment.

He Fang quietly listened to their conversation from the side. Looking outside, he opened the attribute panels of everyone, brightly colored panels showing all the people of the main city.

They had come here.

Perhaps it was because of the Divine Lord’s teleportation.

He Fang watched everything outside. The people of the main city, each one so formidable, yet willingly cramped into such a small city. Had he not done enough?

Sai Gu remained as usual, unchanged from normal. Even though He Fang’s feelings were complicated and strange now, Sai Gu’s calmness quietly eased his tension.

When they reached the ground, He Fang saw his own modified aircraft.

Just as he had hoped, he didn’t need to use it.

He Fang felt as if all his dreams were coming true, quietly fulfilled by the people of his main city.

Zhong Yana stood still, watching the aircraft leave with wide eyes.

The earthquake had completely stopped.

And the Mirage city lord came quietly and left quietly.

The powerful Mirage could easily accomplish everything. They simply looked down on doing it.

He Fang curled up in the co-pilot seat, silent.

He didn’t even dare to look at Sai Gu’s face.

Sai Gu drove quietly.

He Fang could see on Sai Gu’s terminal the little blue companion who had been quietly following and protecting him.

The scenery passed by bit by bit, but He Fang kept waiting for Sai Gu to speak—and he didn’t.

He Fang was the first to break the silence: “Don’t you have anything you want to say to me?”

Sai Gu, however, curled the corner of his mouth into a faint, gentle smile: “Creator, we have always been speaking to you.”

He Fang’s eyes slowly widened. Though there were no fancy words, Sai Gu’s simple sentence instantly took He Fang back into the past.

He clearly remembered every moment when everyone struggled to disguise themselves as NPCs, how he secretly observed their clothing, how the NPCs tried their best to appear calm; how he tried to talk to farmers, but they tried hard to treat themselves as replicable NPCs; how he always watched on the streets and saw several children diligently repeating the same route without deviation.

He remembered the struggles of his NPC during missions; he remembered when facing Zhu Yan, who was also thinking and progressing; he also remembered Guo Miaofeng, overly specialized, trying hard to do something for him…

So much… everything. Just as Sai Gu said, they had always been speaking to him.

In that moment, He Fang felt a prick of emotion in his nose.

No one wants to be ignored, even He Fang, who had decided to cut off contact with the world, was no different.

Everyone in this world was waiting for him.

He Fang hesitated, then slowly spoke: “Since when did it start?”

Since when did the NPCs develop their own thoughts? How long had he kept them waiting?

Sai Gu answered softly, like gently stroking a newborn kitten, carefully nurturing: “Since you, Creator, built the first house.”

He Fang’s eyes suddenly widened.

It was from the very beginning…

He had even… made several generations of his NPCs come and go! Some had even died disappointed while waiting!

The feelings of the NPCs were far too intense; He Fang couldn’t handle such powerful emotions and had even developed feelings of guilt.

“Creator,” Sai Gu’s voice came again, “We will still wait for you.”

He Fang awkwardly logged off.

He didn’t even want to spend time properly exiting.

He sat in his not-so-large room, dazed, staring at the still-operating sensory simulation pod, his heart pounding wildly for a long time without calming down.

The Summit of the World’s plan had failed, but the Earth, broken and collapsing, was rescued once more by Mirage.

The people of the entire world fully understood the tremendous influence the city of Mirage had on the world. From then on, Mirage held a deeply rooted place in everyone’s hearts.

The messengers of Mirage returned to Mirage but provided resources to all the mobile cities for post-disaster reconstruction.

Because the land had fractured into many pieces, the mobile cities found it difficult to move. Originally, they planned to negotiate which piece of land to occupy, but reluctantly, they established their capitals on the spot. Afterward, the Divine Lord transformed the entire land into a holy land.

From then on, the world stabilized, and the mobile cities became a thing of the past.

The status of the Summit of the World declined from a lofty city. But its residents, who possessed rich knowledge, were all reassigned to various mobile cities to teach and assist in their construction to the best of their abilities.

The Library had already taken shape, and the Alliance of Hope City dispatched key personnel to help the mobile cities with their building and stabilization.

People all over the world witnessed the true deity—the transcendent form of the god. From then on, everyone shared the same faith, all worshipping the Divine Lord. Missionaries from Angel City continuously went to various cities to preach.

Cities stabilized. After discussion among the rulers of all the mobile cities, they decided to open most terminal permissions, allowing all residents to have the ability to learn and communicate, and the world network was restarted.

And the online shopping that He Fang had longed for gradually began to rise during this process.

After some time, the divine miracles of the Creator appeared again. The nightmare beast forest that had always enveloped Mirage finally had a breakthrough. Everyone saw Mirage’s true appearance: an ordinary city, unimaginably plain, even somewhat antiquated, yet countless Mirage messengers walked inside it. To ordinary people, it was practically the dwelling place of the gods.

Humans glimpsed the abode of the gods, and countless people yearned for the land of the divine.

But no one ever saw the ruler of Mirage—He Fang—again.

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