I’ve Reached Level Ten Civilization, and You’re Telling Me I’m Still on Earth?

[I was repairing my alma mater’s wiring with a quantum annihilation cannon in hand, and the principal asked if I graduated from Lanxiang?] Chang Ping was tinkering with secondhand equipment in a basement in an urban village when he unexpectedly unlocked Level Ten civilization clearance, filling his head with the pinnacle of cosmic technology. He tore open a rift in space, ready to head to Andromeda to install Wi-Fi, but landed face-first in front of a jianbing stall. With an antimatter engine in his left hand and a quantum jianbing in his right, he used a particle recombiner to turn cockroaches into nanomechs and even supplied the neighborhood with wireless power. When faced with forced demolition, Chang Ping kicked a bulldozer flying, and the impact brought down three Wall Street stock exchanges. The dark matter reactor came online, lighting up the city like daylight. The citizens cheered, while the capitalists were furious. At a United Nations meeting, everyone argued endlessly. Chang Ping munched on spicy strips as he rewrote the global genome, declaring, “Change the cover of the Nuclear Non-Proliferation Treaty to a selfie of me!” With planetary ecological reconstruction at 69%, the supercomputer suddenly sounded a blood-red alarm. An encrypted protocol deep in the planet’s core was older than Level Ten civilization. Looking at the projection of Earth, Chang Ping smiled. “No wonder the System made me take the CET-4. So Earth is the ultimate challenge?”