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[Status]
Name: —
Age: 0 years, 11 months, 0 weeks, 0 days, 3 hours
Species: World Dungeon Core
Level: 3/6
Experience Points: 102 / 300,000
EC: 2000 / 2000
→ 2 EC regenerates per hour
→ Intruders: 0.02 EC/h
Characteristics:
• Space (unique)
• Time (unique)
• Consciousness
Floors:
• Control Room
• First Floor (Tempora) —> 1.9 EC per hour
• Second Floor (N/A) —> 0.6 EC per hour
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Two months had passed since I last checked my status.
And Only a single month of Control Room time had gone by since I completed the Black Desert continent. I created a wide ecosystem, some smaller ones and so on.
There are now big animals searching for a little green between the black desert, because thanks to some condensed water out of the air, there can grow a little in some cooler places.
And! I used the first Monsters, because the [Black Orks], just matched this dead landscape, hunting the scarce animals.
But Now, another piece of this world was going to be ready soon—the second continent.
Smiling, I hovered above the gigantic landmass. It was even larger than the black one, nearly one-eighth of the entire world. From above, it looked like a rough mix between North America and Africa—just on a much grander scale.
The Black Desert wasn't even half its size.
I shook my head and descended, gliding over colossal forests and towering trees already reaching for the heavens, though still young. One day, some of these giants would stretch nearly two kilometers high.
„The continent of giants," I declared proudly.
I drifted onward, following the glimmer of rivers that wound like wild blue dragons through the green expanse, their silver bodies racing toward oceans and inland seas.
But if you traced them upstream, they dwindled into narrow creeks slipping between stones, gathering again into waterfalls that thundered through the high, jagged mountains.
Beyond those lay vast plateaus of stone and ice.
„Big Mongolia," I grinned, touching down on a wind-scoured plain.
The cold wind bit at me, carrying fine snow that stung like sand. From here, the land stretched endlessly: mountains to the south, taiga to the north, frozen steppe all around—boundless and raw.
I could feel excitement prickle through my fingers at the thought of exploring this continent.
I rubbed my hands together, already thinking about its highlights—the Echo Forest hidden deep underground, where the sound itself would travel through wood.
And then… movement.
In the far distance, some monsters stirred. Yes—monsters. I had used the monster section here to.
Across the white plains, herds of thick-furred beasts trudged slowly, carving trails into the frost.
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[Status]
Name: N/A
Title: N/A
Age: 0 years, 0 months
Species: Kosmobehemoth
Level: 1/4
Experience: 000 / 200
Mana: 150 / 150
Muscle Strength: 25
Muscle Agility: 12
Body Control: 10
Stamina: 22
Skills: [Endless Drift; 4] [Starbound Hide; 4] [Frozen Gravity; 3] [Aurora Breath]
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[Giant Space Wolves], each the size of a carriage, stalked the herds from afar, their shadows flickering to the rhythm of the snowy plains.
One task I still had to complete here was to create what I would call a holy land—a place where I could position one exit, and where intelligent beings would one day bring offerings to their leader on my behalf.
As I had done in the Black Desert, I searched for the tallest mountain and carved a vast cave within it—for the first giant.
But for this I needed more [EC]! Because the idea was to save some exits, and I used special materials and so on, to connect every of the three holy lands to each other.
I ascended back into the sky, pumping the rest [EC] in the icy polar caps before returning to the Control Room.
„Ahhh! Isaac!" was the first thing I heard—the muffled shout reaching me as I sat atop a massive green shell that filled nearly the entire space, despite the Control Room's slight expansion after the last upgrade.
Switching to ghost mode, I flew toward Gaia, who was trapped between the two turtles. In human form again, I asked, „What's the problem?"
„What's the problem?!" she screeched, pointing furiously. „Just look around you!"
I turned, scanning the garden—which only made her angrier.
„The turtles!" she yelled. „One more day and I—grrr!"
I nodded slowly. She was right. They'd outgrown the garden completely. Any longer, and they would crush the whole place.
„I just work on the second continent and the polar caps…" I said, and without further delay, I transferred Schildegard and her mate into the middle of the ocean, right on the equator.
For a brief moment, their eyes opened, glimmering faintly as if awakening from a deep slumber—then closed again.
„Hahaha!" I laughed, shaking my head as I watched their small green backs drift in the vast blue sea. „The sleeping skill is a little too strong… and the growth skill too! I can't wait to see what they'll look like in a few days!"
Still grinning, I returned to Gaia—time flowed differently here, after all. A single day in the Control Room meant far more on the floors.
When I arrived, Gaia came bursting out of the bushes like a wet dog, furious—until she saw me. Then she hurried over, worry written all over her face.
„Are they really…?"
I nodded. And laughed, no she worry's about them! Hahaha!
„Are they going to be okay?"
„Of course! I haven't created any large sea hunters yet!"
She sighed in deep relief, then dropped onto the flattened but still soft grass. „still…I'm going to miss them."
„Me too," I admitted.
We sat in silence for a while, gazing at the now-empty pond. Then Gaia turned to me again, eyes sparkling with curiosity.
Before she could even ask, I raised a hand. „You want to know about the polar caps, right?"
She nodded eagerly.
„Alright," I said, grinning. I'd grown to enjoy teaching her. „The idea's simple. The caps are made of special ice that creates… let's call it an ocean in the air."
„An ocean in the air?" she repeated, frowning.
„Yeah… maybe that's not the most accurate way to say it," I admitted, chuckling. „But it works. Basically, they generate atmospheric currents that circle the entire planet."
Her eyes widened in realization. „Ah! Like the ocean currents—or the mana currents you added into the earth before?"
I nodded.
Gaia grinned and scribbled furiously into her notebook. It actually looked like a proper notebook now—our craftsmanship had improved a lot.
When she was done, she laughed. „And what, are there going to be flying fish too?"
I smirked. „Even better. Giant whales."
„What? For real?!"
„For real."
She burst out laughing, and we talked long into the evening, until the sun sank over the golden-red leaves of autumn.
„Alright," I yawned, stretching my arms toward the fading sky. „Let's get some sleep. Tomorrow… we create people."