"Don't you think it's very interesting? In this chaotic era."
Tang picked up the teacup on the table, his eyelids slightly lowered, "Miracles are different for everyone."
The Miracle Worker, performing miracles, collecting miracles, seeing the big picture from the small, was a sequence with a very high upper limit.
Slaves yearned for freedom, so their freedom was a miracle; a person with an incurable disease obtaining a spiritual medicine that could save their life was a miracle; in an era of knowledge scarcity and chaos, a stable and peaceful place appeared, able to teach them all kinds of unimaginable powers—how could this not be a kind of miracle?
Revealing the extraordinary to ordinary people who didn't understand it was also a kind of miracle.
"Look, I haven't violated the rules." He spread his hands.
Reasonable use, as long as it didn't violate the rules, then the theater core had no reason to stop him. After all, he was the user of this Sealed Artifact.
The War Bishop was silent for two seconds, then the strange look in his eyes rapidly dissipated.
The theater core withdrew its gaze from here. The War Bishop stood up, bowed to Tang, and then silently walked out, continuing to execute the proprietor's orders.
Tang took another sip of water before turning his gaze back to the huge celestial bodies outside the window.
That was a terrifying illusion cast on the theater's backdrop. An Angel-level Magician's illusion could even briefly deceive powerhouses of the same level.
In reality, there were no such large suns and moons hanging in the mid-air.
If they did appear, it would probably be the descent of a certain evil god, the incarnation of a being above the gods, into the real world.
After thinking for a moment, Tang didn't bother with the increasingly numerous parchments on the table. He walked out of the office door, and at the same time, the surrounding buildings began to twist and change. Flowers and trees appeared below the illusory buildings, and straight, clean roads made of stone bricks emerged.
A huge architectural complex with an overall gray-black style was rapidly being constructed, and various whimsical creations sprang up from the ground—
Teaching buildings, canteens, libraries, dormitories, sanatoriums, research rooms... they seemed to be kneaded out of thin air by a large hand, gradually evolving from the illusory to the real.
Overhead, the countless stars began to shrink, slowly transforming into the normal appearance of the real world. The huge backdrop drifted away into the unreachable high sky, and a dazzling sun hung in the mid-air, like the rising sun, bringing light and warmth.
Soon, the supernatural style, hanging in mid-air, surrounded by huge stars, with the eerie state of shadowy illusory buildings, vanished completely from the theater.
A gentle breeze blew, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers and trees. The sun was warm, and the buildings were arranged neatly and alternately in the wilderness.
As if in an instant, Tang returned to the campus in his memory.
"This is good."
Looking around, Tang felt quite satisfied.
This was designed based on the construction blueprints of his former university, plus the System's optimized planning—with the existence of extraordinary factors, if modifications were needed in the future, there was no need to tear down and rebuild, it could be instantly reconstructed.
"Extraordinary abilities, if used for people's livelihood, are simply cheating."
As for the scene where all the buildings were hanging in mid-air just now, to be honest, people of this era couldn't accept such 'humor.'
Tang strolled through the campus, surrounded by cleaners holding cleaning tools, and marionettes dressed as teachers and students spontaneously, like wound-up dolls, began to skillfully play their respective roles.
When this area generated specific spirit world coordinates in the spirit world, he would also have other Miracle Worker Extraordinary characteristics besides the theater, which he could directly use. The Sequence Two advancement ritual could also be completed here.
Very good, Sequence Five to Four, Four to Three required him to solve himself, the theater could handle the rest... no, killing a demigod marionette here, and then having other marionettes act as his audience, should also meet the ritual requirements.
Then, using the remaining power of the Night pathway here, he could directly lie down for three hundred years? After all, he was not originally from this world. Strictly speaking, he was from a parallel universe. Here, his 'coordinates' were the present, the end of this Fourth Epoch.
This was fundamentally different from Klein Moretti, a survivor of the old days, and he couldn't replicate the other party's method of advancing to Scholar of Yore to obtain ritual feedback.
Tang pondered.
"If that's the case, Sequence Five to Four would be troublesome because it requires relying on one's own strength and planning. After all, I have the identity of the proprietor, and these marionettes are essentially under my control."
Temporarily abandoning his proprietor identity and having the theater's demigod marionette fight him one-on-one... or arranging for a demigod marionette to die, could that meet the ritual requirements?
After all, marionettes could be used as anchors. Their essence was dead people, and the still 'living' marionettes should also be usable as part of the Sequence Five to Four ritual.
'Host, your ideas are sometimes really...'
"Praise me for being smart." Tang said seriously.
How could this be called exploiting loopholes?
As long as it was feasible, it was permitted by the rules. What loophole exploiting? That sounded too harsh... Of course, this was a non-replicable advancement process. After all, not many people could produce a Sequence Two Sealed Artifact that could directly serve as a ritual component when they were in the mid-sequence.
'You're smart...' the System muted.
Tang glanced at the System interface again.
'Mission status updated.'
'Mission: [The Acting of the Master of Marionettes]'
'Having advanced to 'Master of Marionettes,' you have summarized certain acting rules. Please follow the acting rules and gradually improve the content of your acting method to increase the degree of potion digestion.'
'Mission Completion: 22%.'
Rapid progress, it should be related to the Wraith marionette in his father's hands and this theater.
After all, the Never-Ending Theater was now also equivalent to his 'marionette.'
However, this 'marionette' had its own ideas, and there weren't many spectators, so there wasn't much spiritual feedback, making it impossible to quickly promote potion digestion.
It didn't matter, once people moved in, and there were more of them, the speed of digestion would increase.
Standing on a wide playground, Tang opened the 'Craftsman' module.
This application item that he hadn't carefully studied before now had to be tested.
He needed to see what kind of negative effect this 'sun ascends' was.
Taking out the three-meter-long sun scepter from 'Craftsman,' Tang, for safety, also took out the iron chains that had been enhanced and belonged to the demigod level.
If there was an accident, he would 'reality enhance.'
"But the System said there was no danger the first time I took it out."
Tang swung the three-meter-high sun scepter. This scepter was entirely made of gold—the System would automatically supplement the corresponding materials for crafting based on the different Extraordinary characteristics—and its Extraordinary ability was 'black sunlight.'
That is, the main components belonged to the sun domain.
Using gold wasn't a problem, it was just a bit too heavy...
(End of this chapter)