Chapter 1: The World's Creator

It was 8 pm. Jiangqiao tapped the keyboard and uploaded the final chapter's update. He breathed a long sigh of relief.

Jiangqiao was an ordinary author and college student. But he had another hidden identity—a transmigrator.

He had come to this world similar to Earth nearly eight years ago. Jiangqiao originally thought he could make a name for himself in this new world with Earth's knowledge reserve.

But Jiangqiao sadly discovered he had no talent for drawing or programming. He could only get by with typing and writing.

In ten years, Jiangqiao wrote five novels. Each achievement could only be considered passable, allowing Jiangqiao to make a living by writing.

But the wild success he expected did not happen as on Earth. After analyzing the reasons, Jiangqiao felt it was because this world's technology was five to six years ahead of Earth's.

VR games had become mainstream in this world. Jiangqiao and others of his generation who played on computers could be considered outdated.

Fortunately, eight years later today, Jiangqiao finally saw the golden finger after his transmigration.

"Can you hear me?" A semi-transparent female around 15 years old floated in mid-air, glancing at Jiangqiao who was holding a boxed meal and preparing to eat.

"Speak." Jiangqiao bit into a chicken leg in the boxed meal. As someone who had transmigrated, Jiangqiao could remain calm even seeing a semi-transparent ghost.

"Let me introduce myself again. My name is Hailan. I was once a Creator." Hailan placed her hand on her flat chest.

"Once? What about now?" Jiangqiao's question made Hailan's proud words choke in her throat.

"I'm... unemployed. My world was destroyed, but your world is in great danger. Invaders will descend on this world soon! Your world will be torn to pieces and disappear into the void!" Hailan earnestly told Jiangqiao the prophecy of doomsday.

"Why find me?" Jiangqiao put down the boxed meal. "I'm just a writer. If you're so powerful, shouldn't you find this country's leaders?"

"Because my soul is bound to yours. I awakened after absorbing the consciousness energy of this world's living beings not long ago." Hailan also said helplessly.

"That's an explanation. Do you want me to be the savior? Do you have devastating power to give me?" Jiangqiao asked.

"I can't break this world's rule barriers. Creating things in this world is my limit, let alone granting living beings supernatural power."

As Hailan spoke, an iron block appeared in her hand. It floated into Jiangqiao's palm. Jiangqiao was sure the small iron block was a real object.

"Rule barriers?" Jiangqiao played with the iron block and caught a crucial word in Hailan's words.

"My former world had a power you call 'magic', but your world has no magic or supernatural power. Gravity is also much lower than my world's. Within this world's rule barriers, I can't grant you powerful magic."

"What do you plan to do? Kill the invaders with these small iron blocks?"

Jiangqiao weighed the iron block's weight. Throwing it at someone's head would probably hurt a lot. Hitting the temple could probably be fatal.

"I can guide your consciousness into my world. In my world, I can strengthen your consciousness and grant you powerful strength." Hailan spoke in a solemn tone like a goddess exhorting her believers.

"It sounds like a scam. But whatever. How do I enter your world?"

Jiangqiao put down the iron block and stood up from his seat to stretch his arms. Long periods of sitting made Jiangqiao's body weak.

"You believe me just like that?"

Hailan was a bit confused by Jiangqiao's frankness. She thought she would need to persuade the human for a long time.

"I've written this type of golden finger plot countless times. A consciousness world sounds like a dream. Should I lie in bed?" Jiangqiao acted like an experienced transmigrator.

"Just sit. Then close your eyes."

Hailan was also glad the person she possessed had such strong receptiveness.

Jiangqiao sat back down and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, Jiangqiao found himself in a vast grassland.

This grassland felt like a world created in creative mode in Minecraft.

"Your world has nothing."

Jiangqiao looked left and right. As far as he could see was only grass. The sky only had blue. Even the clouds were missing, looking fake like a texture overlay.

"This is the basic world I just created. First, hear my plan." Hailan's figure appeared before Jiangqiao. In this world, she had a physical form. "I can grant the beings of your world supernatural power in this world and cultivate warriors able to resist the invaders."

"How do you plan to make the warriors obedient?"

Jiangqiao actually had many questions to ask, such as why she didn't create people herself.

But seeing this world, Jiangqiao already had his own ideas.

"I haven't thought of that yet. The humans I created in the past had very ancient minds. But this world's civilization has exceeded my imagination." Hailan paused briefly and added, "So the humans of this world may not be as easy to deceive as I imagined."

Deceive? This Creator was quite self-aware.

"You can continue acting as a god to build a religion and deceive people, but it's too slow... I have a faster method."

Jiangqiao searched his coat pocket and successfully found the phone that should exist in the real world. He unlocked the phone screen and opened a mobile game he recently played.

"You want to enslave them?" Hailan saw the game screen on the phone. Jiangqiao's game character was in a gloomy dungeon.

"No! I mean your 'warriors' can be called 'players'!"

Jiangqiao pointed at his game character on the screen. He had spent nearly 300 hours playing this game.

Definitely a hardcore player...

"Humans are inherently lazy. They may avoid training, homework, and work, but there's one thing they'll never grow tired of."

"Games?" Hailan followed Jiangqiao's thoughts.

"More precisely, video games." Jiangqiao locked his phone screen again and stood up from the grass. "Creator, I think we can start remodeling this world."

"Remodel? What are your ideas?"

Before awakening, Hailan also spent time observing Jiangqiao, including watching him play various video games. She thought Jiangqiao's idea was feasible, but she didn't know what video game worlds were like.

"First we need a system. Can you program?"

The girl who could easily create a world frankly shook her head at Jiangqiao's question.