Chapter 17: Divine Creation, A Top-Tier Safe House!

Simulation ended…

Su Ze’s gaze lingered on the last line of the simulation log.

Chen Keqing…

She actually committed suicide for love? That was an unexpected twist.

After journeying together for just over 40 days of doomsday, a young girl was willing to go that far for him.

Should he attribute it to his overwhelming charisma, or to her deep affection…?

“Probably a bit of both.”

Unconsciously, Su Ze let out a small laugh.

Nothing else.

He just felt that Chen Keqing might be a little cuter than he had expected.

However, he still could not tell exactly how cute she was.

Nonetheless, after this round of simulation, Su Ze completely abandoned the idea of bagging Chen Keqing.

On one hand, he could achieve his goal without such extreme measures.

On the other hand…

A forcibly twisted melon might quench thirst, but it was not sweet.

Better to have a sweet melon…

As for his sudden death in the simulation just now, it did not surprise him at all.

After all, he had chosen a price-tag talent.

He could not live past 60 days, so dying made perfect sense…

『Simulation Assessment: Fate Is Set, Go With The Flow』

『You may choose one of the following three simulation rewards:』

『1. Avalon (Creation of the Gods)』

『2. Demon Contract (gold)』

『3. Sword Control Technique (blue)』

The simulation rewards appeared…

Su Ze’s eyes shifted back and forth between the first two options.

Although Demon Contract was a gold talent, he would have to be crazy to choose it.

If he could only live 60 days, what good would any treasure do?

“Is it possible that the talent offered as a reward has been improved so that I won’t die so soon…?”

He suddenly noticed a blind spot.

Su Ze took a deep breath and decisively chose… Avalon.

The simulation text had not given a detailed description of the reward’s origin or function.

But it was definitely an extraordinary treasure.

With mere imagination, he could create an inner space.

It was a divine, extravagant handiwork, leaving no reason not to pick it…

『You have chosen the simulation reward… “Avalon”』

『Simulator entering cooldown: 19 hours 59 minutes』

With the reward in hand, Su Ze felt a subtle change within his body.

It was as if an extra organ had been added to his body; he could sense that new “strength.”

Whoosh…

He raised his hand, and with a single thought, a faint light appeared in his palm.

His consciousness could pierce the soft glow and observe its structure…

In fact, it was not complicated.

It could be understood as a miniature cave heaven from cultivation novels.

However, the freshly acquired “Avalon” was empty inside; nothing existed there.

Zero.

As the master of Avalon, Su Ze could use his imagination to shape the internal structure.

For example, if he imagined a villa inside, a villa would appear.

If he imagined a beach, then there would be a beach.

Only…

“This space doesn’t seem especially large.”

His consciousness flowing into Avalon soon touched its boundaries.

From a three-dimensional perspective, its length, width, and height were approximately 100 meters each.

In other words,

Su Ze’s imagination could only work within this limited space; it was not truly boundless…

Of course.

Such a spacious area was more than enough to forge a doomsday safe house.

Using the concept of floors, he could build a 20- or 30-story tower inside.

Each floor would have 10,000 square meters.

Whether for storing food or creating leisure zones, the space was more than sufficient.

And, most importantly…

“I can set the rules myself, too.”

Su Ze’s consciousness delved deeper.

Although no text explained it, as the owner of the space he could intuit its secrets.

Those so-called self-defined rules… again, an example would do.

If Su Ze set its energy to be inexhaustible, then any appliances he imagined, such as refrigerators or computers, would have power forever.

Not only that.

The same logic could be applied to food.

He could imagine a fruit tree that bore no fruit yet produced bread every day.

Although such rules defied reality, they could indeed be realized inside this space…

However, limitations still existed.

“I can’t create anything with self-awareness.”

Su Ze quickly identified this crucial restriction.

There were a few other constraints as well.

For instance, he could only imagine it once.

Once Avalon’s interior was finalized, it could no longer be altered.

Another example: if the rules he created were fatally contradictory, the inner space might collapse.

Like a star turning into a black hole, everything would vanish.

Yet another example: if his imagination was off, the things he created might also be flawed.

This problem was relatively easy to solve; using a physical object as reference would greatly reduce errors…

“So… is this ‘Minecraft’?”

He silently ridiculed himself in his heart.

Even so, Su Ze felt quite cheerful.

In today’s simulation, he had felt the unreliability of a safe house countless times.

Now he no longer had to worry about that.

With such a transcendent treasure in hand, he could draw a clear line between himself and ordinary people…

The next thing he had to do was to operate this “Minecraft” properly, make perfect use of the space, and build a comfortable and luxurious doomsday safe house.

After tinkering for a moment,

Su Ze finally shifted his gaze leisurely back to the simulation text.

The text would not be overwritten until the next simulation started.

Su Ze could still ponder the information contained within.

At this moment, Su Ze’s attention…

“…a piece of scrap paper used by a god when creating the world, and only a fragment at that.”

That was intelligence explicitly revealed in the simulation.

Those brief words contained a great deal of astonishing information…

“So in this universe, there really are… so-called gods.”

Su Ze grasped this crucial point.

Then, what kind of existence were these so-called gods…?

Would they be the evil gods from Lovecraftian myth?

Or a god-level civilization under the dark-forest principle?

If that were true, humanity would be utterly hopeless.

Fortunately, there was no evidence yet to prove the gods’ malice.

Naturally, Su Ze would not drain himself mentally by scaring himself here.

His current task was to focus on the approaching doomsday first…

“Well then, from now on… it’s time to design my safe house.”

……….

『Apocalypse Simulator version 1.0 (4 days 11 hours 30 minutes until doomsday)』

The next day.

Noon, inside the dormitory.

Su Ze sat upright at his desk, patiently searching online for reference samples…