Sowing the Seeds of Truth

Xu Zhi was quite satisfied as he watched their shocked, utterly horrified reactions.

He had successfully talked himself up.

He had successfully shocked them.

Whatever happened afterward was none of his responsibility.

He understood this clearly: he had to give them ambition and the belief that they had nothing to fear.

He had to wildly paint them a grand vision, a lofty and empty future. Whether it could be achieved or not did not matter—first, he had to sell it! He had to show them that this path was incredible, overwhelmingly incredible, and that their prospects were vast and boundless!

Only then would they continue down this path with unwavering faith.

In Xu Zhi's eyes, wizards represented rigor. They adhered to the laws of equivalent exchange, obsessed over acquiring knowledge, and used it to pry at the lever of the entire world. He had merely spoken that definition aloud.

Everything was created, and paths were forged by those who walked them.

He was merely giving them a path so they could broaden it freely and display their potential.

And if they failed to achieve what he had described, it would only mean that they were mortals of the earth who could not comprehend a god's knowledge—not that he was bragging or spouting nonsense.

"Great God of Wisdom Hermes, compared to you, how powerful is Gilgamesh, humanity's greatest Hero King?" Medea asked tremblingly.

Xu Zhi considered it, then said, "Gilgamesh possesses the power of a false god, but before me, he is utterly insignificant."

Xu Zhi's boasts grew more and more outrageous. In any case, he was not afraid of blowing the roof off.

Everyone fell silent.

Next, Xu Zhi stood on a branch and slowly revealed the meditation methods of Western Yoga and the Inner Vision Visualization Method of Eastern Taoism. These would become the prototypes of their meditation.

Then, he casually explained some knowledge of alchemy, directly borrowing several ancient Western alchemical theories as the starting point of their civilization. Whether they could develop anything from them would depend on themselves.

After Xu Zhi finished speaking, he left the Sandbox World directly from atop the black Three-Eyed Raven and logged off.

After all, this black crow was a disposable, inferior species, merely a medium for entering the Sand Table. There was no need to cherish it.

In truth, the theories he had mentioned were not complete nonsense. They had some basis in reality.

Meditation had similar forms in both East and West.

His claims about alchemy and the Trinity Formula were all ancient Western alchemical theories.

Witchcraft was a body of knowledge he had found in ancient Western texts recording Witches.

All of these had once existed in humanity's ancient history on Earth.

Perhaps they had not appeared out of thin air. Similar supernatural sprouts might once have emerged, only to fade into obscurity with the rise of technology before they could fully develop.

"The seeds of theory have been scattered. I wonder whether they can bloom into brilliant flowers."

Xu Zhi did not know whether it would succeed either. Otherwise, he would not have used this Sandbox World to simulate a path of cultivation.

Smack! The eerie Three-Eyed Raven with black feathers suddenly collapsed from the tree, falling from its lush branches.

The people present still wore devout expressions.

Only after the mysterious black, three-eyed raven had lain on the ground for a long time did Medea and the others dare approach slowly, confirming that the mysterious Hermes had already departed.

"What a great lifeform."

Medea secretly guessed, her heart burning with urgency. The great lifeform God Mercury, formless and intangible, able to possess any living being, governs wisdom and truth. And wisdom and truth themselves are formless and intangible!

They returned to the tribe and eagerly began trying the meditation method.

As for the strange Three-Eyed Raven, the three of them began studying its corpse as well.

To their horror, they discovered that this mysterious species had never existed on this land before! It seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, and its structure was completely unlike that of any existing Giant Beast Species. It was as though it had come from another world.

"A creature that does not belong to this world... could it have come from somewhere else?" Medea murmured.

Circe beside her stopped fighting with her as well. She too had been stunned, and whispered to her two sisters, "According to historical records, Hero King Gilgamesh once sent hundreds of thousands of Sumerian warriors to explore our world. The sky is round and the earth is flat. There should not be any unknown region beyond our knowledge. Could it be..."

The sky!

They suddenly raised their heads in unison and looked up at the azure heavens above the Babylon Tribe.

The Great Flood had also poured down from the sky.

Could there be a mysterious continent in the sky, floating islands inhabited by all kinds of strange, unknown animals—a vast and boundless dwelling place of the gods? They were shaken and completely immersed in their own fantasies.

Xu Zhi gently closed his eyes and exited the game interface.

Finally done. I memorized it several times beforehand, terrified I'd get even one word wrong. Acting really isn't my specialty—it was suffocating. If it weren't for curing my illness, I couldn't be bothered with such embarrassing nonsense, running over there to recite lines and teach them knowledge. Guiding a civilization's development, playing the Creator, and yet not revealing that I'm actually weak... it's truly troublesome.

Xu Zhi took off the VR Glasses.

Seriously, if a terrifying figure like Gilgamesh appeared before him at full scale, one slap could crush him to death. That monster could fall from a thousand meters in the air and survive.

Even the Three Witches before him possessed powers and knowledge acquired through countless deaths, setbacks, and hardships. They were powerful supernatural lifeforms far beyond Xu Zhi's reach.

Yet he had to fool them. Just thinking about it gave him a headache. I'm just an ordinary person! After logging off, he silently took a shower, then returned and restarted the little Sand Table game.

Within just a few minutes, the players logged on.

"Damn it, Dog Planner! Come here and offer up your head!"

"Suddenly shutting down the server for bug fixes would've been fine, but this time I'm really pissed! The server reopened without even notifying us! You made me, a hardcore grinder, waste precious time!"

They cursed nonstop, then went back to crazily grinding the game, working hard to evolve new species for Xu Zhi.

Xu Zhi did not hear the clamor of those weaklings at all. With the magnanimity of a Creator, he continued striving for his cancer. Using an entire world to simulate a civilization and find a way to heal my terminal illness... nobody else in this world could possibly do something this outrageous, right? But simulating this supernatural path really is difficult.

Since modern Earth's medicine and science could not cure him, Xu Zhi would try using the "feudal superstition" methods of witches' medicines and alchemical pharmacology to heal himself.

The seeds had already been planted.

Of the three kinds of knowledge he had passed down, Xu Zhi naturally looked forward to alchemy the most. Creating potions and magical medicines that could treat cancer was his primary goal.

But alchemy existed only in myths. It was far too mysterious and unpredictable, and making it real would likely be difficult.

Still, the other two paths he had passed down—meditation and witchcraft—should be workable.

Meditation went without saying.

Yoga's meditative breathing methods and the Eastern practice of qigong inner vision had similar elements.

Cultivating one's body and mind and expanding one's Essence, Energy, Spirit was practically guaranteed. It depended on how they developed different meditation methods, thoroughly researched the wizard system, and established the various stages of wizard cultivation.

And witchcraft would inevitably emerge. Once mental power increased, they would naturally develop all kinds of refined applications for it. There was no need to worry.

"The preparations are complete. Now let's see what they can develop into. It's just a shame that there are still too few supernatural species. If there were more creatures like the Evil Eye, they could provide better inspiration. After all, my idea is to create a supernatural world of wizards, filled with all kinds of eerie and terrifying supernatural species—dangerous at every turn, yet immensely fascinating."

Xu Zhi sighed and silently looked at the players. "Put some effort into it, will you?"

Xu Zhi mourned their misfortune and raged at their failure to improve!

These guys never thought about properly evolving species with supernatural potential or properly playing the Sand Table game to create the next Big Eye Monster. All day long, they just thought about crooked schemes, whispered among themselves, and tried to mess with him every other day.

"A bunch of animals. I need to find a way to squeeze you dry."

Xu Zhi had no ideas or inspiration for the moment when Chen Xi's voice came from the doorway again. "Brother Xu Zhi, you promised to come with me to the class reunion. It's time to go."

Xu Zhi froze before finally remembering. Going into the city to relax a little did sound nice. He put on the new outfit he had bought earlier, then strode outside.

"Holy crap, the giant is coming out again! Earthquake! Run!"

"Brothers, retreat! The Attack on Titan is here again!"

"Hehe, I have six legs. I don't need to run faster than the giant—I just need to run faster than you!"

"Brother, that's too much! Next time, I'll evolve eight beautiful long legs and see who runs faster!"

A group of ants on the ground shouted wildly as they sprinted away. They were terrified that one careless step would crush them to death. They had died countless times just to evolve into species capable of living on land.