American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Just as Qi Shan was preparing to honestly climb the tech tree and exploit the martial arts world through conquest, he had an unexpected discovery.

Within the small room's space, a small mass of matter in front of Qi Shan was constantly changing.

One moment it would disperse into an atomic state, the next it would coalesce into different substances, turning into water, then crystals, or even an apple, a tape recorder, a handgun, a small chip, a piece of pork...

Mainly, whatever thoughts flashed through Qi Shan's mind, the mass of matter before him would quickly transform and assemble accordingly.

Alice's virtual image floated beside him.

"Boss, according to the information you provided, calculations show that this space does not belong to an independent space, but rather a space created by you.

Within this space, you possess the rights of a creator god, capable of transforming energy into matter with a thought, or converting matter into energy.

You can freely manipulate atoms, rearranging them into any object, and even freely manipulate quarks and smaller units.

It is embedded in the basic rules, so no matter how much you try to eliminate them, new zombies will continue to appear in various bizarre ways."

"And now, the internal space has completely vanished, the basic rules have been reset to zero, you can freely paint on a blank sheet of paper.

Except for the need to abide by the law of conservation of energy, all other restrictions do not exist for you."

Qi Shan stared at the apple made of atoms in his hand, suddenly opened his mouth and took a bite, savoring the rich sweetness.

This apple was copied based on the memories in Qi Shan's mind.

He didn't need to calculate the position of each atom, nor did he need to consider what kind of compounds were in the apple, or how they were combined.

He only needed to imagine that the mass of matter in front of him was an apple, and it would naturally transform into a big apple.

Moreover, the taste would be exactly the same as in his memory.

Qi Shan pondered the difference, comparing it with his previous creation abilities.

It must be said that using energy to create objects before was merely converting energy into matter.

Machinery and inanimate objects were no problem at all.

But when it came to life, even flowers and plants, he couldn't create the original appearance.

Qi Shan had used energy to create food before, but it tasted like chewing wax.

Clearly, the nutritional content was the same, but the taste was vastly different.

Now, creation can directly create the most perfect state.

Alice summarized it well, if he didn't leave this space, he would be the creator god.

Qi Shan finished the apple bit by bit, turning the remaining apple core into a large grape, stuffing it into his mouth, and enjoying the sweet and sour deliciousness.

"Looks like we don't have to start climbing the tech tree from scratch."

Alice said: "Boss, the only thing we lack now is matter.

Currently, due to a lack of conditions, we cannot determine how large this world's universe is, but according to previous data, the single universe of Biohazard is definitely the size of a solar system.

As long as there is sufficient matter, with your help, interstellar immigrants can be rapidly replicated indefinitely.

The various scientific research equipment inside are the most cutting-edge.

Using this equipment and 3D printing devices, any industrial product below the space age can be easily created."

Qi Shan nodded.

"I understand, I'll handle this aspect!"

Looking at the universe before him, Qi Shan's calm heart gradually stirred with emotion.

Even with his magnanimity, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth to express the joy in his heart.

The ultimate mastermind definitely didn't expect that even if he destroyed all his abilities and all his treasures,

his deep foundation would still allow Qi Shan to possess a foundation far beyond ordinary people.

Looks like he doesn't need to painstakingly climb the tech tree step by step!

The next morning, after Qi Shan briefly explained things to the housekeeper Zhang Ling, he went straight to Rizhao, the nearest coastal city.

The easiest way to obtain matter is to extract seawater.

The ocean area in this world occupies more than 60%.

Qi Shan only needs to extract a little water to quickly create a satellite base.

If there isn't enough matter, he can even create an artificial sun, and through the method of space cities, recreate a land within the space.

Alice's database contains almost 90% of the technology from the Marvel world.

Let alone building an artificial sun, even creating a solar system is just a matter of time.

Thinking about it this way, Qi Shan actually wanted to stay in this world for a long time.

Opportunities to exploit resources are rare, and as long as he can continue to do so for a long time, he might be able to create a universe.

— — — —

The Red Turbans, who were aggressive a few days ago, have recently disappeared without a trace.

The county magistrate's words seem to have worked, eliminating their reputation.

The Red Turbans have actually become honest and transformed into a Ping'an Pawnshop, doing business in the county town.

After smashing several landlords' homes in a row, a large amount of gold and silver has gathered.

When the people talk about it in private, they will vaguely envy the Red Turbans for having money.

However, judging from their recent major actions, the Red Turbans are not just generally wealthy, but extremely wealthy.

They have bought large tracts of land in Laiwu through the Ping'an Pawnshop and are building a large mansion.

The area of that open space is very large, as large as half of Laiwu County.

A large amount of gold and silver has been spent, and thousands of mud and tile craftsmen have flocked there, making Laiwu County lively at once!

The construction of this mansion has been going on for a year, and it has attracted the attention of many people.

The nearby landlords, gentry, or officials who consider themselves to have a background want to take advantage of the owner of this house.

It's just that no one has ever heard back from Xiamen, because all the people who came to the door mysteriously disappeared within a few days.

Even if the entire Laiwu is turned upside down, not a single hair can be found.

The mysterious disappearance of the nobles will naturally not let it go, and there are not a few people who come to the door aggressively to settle accounts, but their fate is not much different from the previous people.

No matter how many people come, even a whole cavalry battalion, the result is the same.

Over time, everyone remembered that the predecessor of Ping'an Pawnshop was the Red Turbans, a group of ruthless people who kill without blinking an eye!

So, as time goes by, fewer and fewer people dare to cause trouble, and the name of Laiwu Ping'an Pawnshop has gradually spread.