“Suppose you're the Creator. How would you make the process of creating a world fun?”
“If I were the Creator, I'd just create a world the usual way. Since it'd be my first time as the Creator, the process would obviously be fun for me.”
“But this Creator has made worlds before. Creating one the usual way wouldn't be fun anymore. You need to think harder.”
“I can't think of anything else. I'm not a god, after all. I'd rather hear your idea.”
“Me? Easy. If I were the Creator, I'd make a world I absolutely hated, then turn one of my incarnations into a mortal and toss him into it. Once that awful world had tormented him into despair, I'd give him the divine power to change the old world and create a new one. Then I'd just sit back and enjoy the show.”
“So what does that have to do with me?”
“Isn't it obvious? You're that Creator's incarnation. It's time to embrace your true mission.”
“I can only say that joke isn't funny.”
“Is that so? Then why do I hear something different deep down inside you? Give me your real answer!”
Shen Shichuang thought back over everything he'd been through, and finally made his choice. “Bring it on! I've got nothing now, so there's nothing left to lose!”
The wheels of fate began to turn in secret. A plan called “Godmaking: Infinite” had been waiting for this moment.
The background is an invasion of aliens from two groups, and then the protagonist blatantly broadcasts a supernatural live broadcast?
Oh, why is this speechless? Why didn't a couple appear out of nowhere?