Fang Zheng ran the calculations over and over in his mind, checking them repeatedly. Even after confirming that he had not miscalculated, he still felt an ache in his balls.
"Eleven billion times the speed of light..."
"What kind of absurdly outrageous Xianxia World is this?"
Fang Zheng muttered irritably, "If this White Tiger and Vermilion Bird sealed me away, then logically speaking, just as a normal human would not deliberately lock a mite inside a grain of sand, they would at least use a small box that was convenient for them to hold."
"So... even under the most ideal estimate, the thickness of the material sealing me in must be at least several hundred kilometers. If things are bad, it could even be several million, or tens of millions, of kilometers thick."
"If this formation can also draw upon the power of heaven and earth like in xianxia novels..."
"In fantasy xianxia novels, no formation is smaller than the person who sets it up. A cultivator with the build of an ordinary human would need at least a few hundred meters of space to lay down a formation, right?"
"If that's the case... then in the absolute worst scenario, the material sealing me in could be several light-years, or even dozens of light-years, thick!"
"Even if I sprinted through the void without rest in Spectator Mode for hundreds of years, I still wouldn't cover even one percent of the distance!"
"So..."
Fang Zheng began cursing furiously. "If this were a xianxia novel, which damn author came up with these insane numbers using his feet? Did his PE teacher rush out of a hospital room and beat his math and physics teachers to death with three punches?"
"And another thing—at a full eleven billion times the speed of light, absurdly fast to this extent, why could I still see them coming to attack me? Did light travel by jumping? Was it a wormhole? Curved spacetime?"
"Shouldn't I be unable to see anything at all? Even the light should take hundreds of years to reach me!"
After cursing several more times, Fang Zheng took a deep breath in his heart. Calm down! Calm down!
"I'm already in a Xianxia World. Light here may not necessarily obey the laws of light speed I know."
A few minutes later, the glowing golden-red crystals around him dimmed to their limit. They changed from luminous translucent crystals into pitch-black darkness, sealing Fang Zheng tightly within it.
Calmly, he took a Night Vision Potion from his inventory and gulped it down. The darkness instantly brightened.
In Minecraft, drinking a Night Vision Potion allowed one to see in the dark.
Just as drinking one while buried beneath sand allowed him to see the sand's colors and pixelated outlines, Fang Zheng could now clearly see the metallic-looking substance trapping him.
The substance was primarily golden-red, covered inside and out with countless abstract runes. Endless bird- and beast-like symbols twisted across its surface.
Fang Zheng noticed that the chains formed from those runes were like violently rampaging pythons. Centered on him, they continuously gathered and tangled around the two blocks he occupied, while similar runes overlapped and fused, becoming increasingly solid.
"The strength seems to have increased again," Fang Zheng said to himself.
"If xianxia novels are any reference, a seal is usually unstable right after an evil being is sealed, making it easiest to break free. As time passes, the seal gradually reaches its peak strength, then slowly weakens again due to insufficient energy supply."
"But that doesn't seem to have anything to do with me. No matter how strong or weak the energy is, it's useless against my pixelated Block Person body."
"A Block Person's body seems to have no such mechanic as impact inertia, aside from fall damage."
"Even if I'm merely buried under Sand Blocks or surrounded by Leaf Blocks, I have to break them one block at a time to get out. I can't simply smash through them with brute force."
Fang Zheng pondered. "In the Minecraft Game World, aside from attacks by a few monsters like Creepers, Ghasts, Withers, and Ender Dragons, most blocks can't be destroyed under most circumstances."
"Even if several Dirt Blocks form nothing more than a wall, as long as they aren't attacked by a few monsters such as Creepers, they can completely trap most monsters to death."
"Even if the code is directly modified to raise Zombies' attack power into the thousands or tens of thousands, allowing them to empty a Survival Mode player's health bar in one hit and kill an Ender Dragon or Wither with a single blow, they still cannot damage blocks, no matter how astronomical their destructive power becomes."
"Very few blocks have durability mechanics. Only structural components such as doors possess durability and can be broken by Zombie attacks."
"Even for players, if they strike a block with a pickaxe in Survival Mode but do not keep striking until it breaks, even pausing for a moment causes no damage to it."
"And the obsidian frame of the White Hell Gate that brought me into this world was destroyed by the earlier attack."
"That means that although my Creative Mode body has not suffered any damage so far, other Minecraft blocks can be destroyed in this world by attacks from non-player creatures."
"What caused this difference? If fantasy novels are any reference, could it be the result of the laws of two worlds clashing and compromising with each other?"
After thinking it over, Fang Zheng decided to test it. He would use Minecraft blocks to fill the block-sized gap he had chipped out and see whether they could resist the substance's regeneration.
With a thud, he chipped out another block-sized gap in the golden-red substance. Before those viscous runes could surge forth and heal it, he quickly pressed an Oak Block into place.
The Oak Block from his Creative Mode inventory fit perfectly into the gap.
However, in the next frame, a faint sizzle sounded. The Oak Block ignited with pixelated burning effects, then vanished into thin air in the following frame.
Fang Zheng carefully watched the scene and considered what it meant. "Even an Oak Block, one of the more easily destroyed Minecraft blocks, lasted for one frame?"
In the game, punching trees with bare hands was the first thing most new players did.
Different blocks in the game varied in how difficult they were to break and collect.
Wood was one of the necessary materials for crafting tools. It could be broken and obtained with bare hands, or harvested using axes of different materials.
However, wood-type blocks could also be ignited by Flint and Steel, lava, or skeletons' flame-enchanted arrows. After burning for a period of time, they would be destroyed. Yet unlike when they were broken and dropped items, burning caused no drops—they simply vanished into thin air.
Fang Zheng knew that if his previous calculations were correct, then the two divine beasts attacking him from outside—terrifying divine beasts whose size alone had to be described in astronomical units—possessed attack power, defense, and other attributes far beyond anything he could imagine.
"Eleven billion times the speed of light, bodies on the scale of supergiant stars like Betelgeuse..."
"A supernova explosion, or even a black hole jet, probably wouldn't even count as a scratch to them."
"Even with the most conservative estimate, judging by such absurd speed and size, this White Tiger could wipe out every celestial body in an entire galaxy within minutes."
Yet even so, the attacks unleashed by those monsters of astronomical size had failed to achieve the absolute crushing superiority of high realms over low realms found in xianxia novels against an Oak Block that could be easily broken with bare hands in Survival Mode.
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