[The Fourth Calamity] [Expeditionary Base-Building] [Everyday Comedy] [Ensemble Cast]
This is a fantasy world where the laws of reality have collapsed and knowledge is toxic.
Fang Sheng transmigrates by accident. Cursed with a body rejected by the heavens and hunted for no reason by the rulers of the Black Tower, he is forced deep into a wilderness teeming with danger. There, however, he comes across the Museum of the Stars, which can summon players from Earth.
The players collect everything, and he grows stronger along with them.
Thus, the most feared force in Aishitia is born!
Player A: “If we're not going to blaspheme the gods just because it could get us killed, how is that any different from dying right now?”
Player B: “The game's history has been cut off again and again? Got it. Time to turn the tables!”
Player C: “What forbidden zone could a distinguished beta tester like me possibly be forbidden from entering?”
Psionics, alchemy, subspace, lost civilizations... All secret or forgotten knowledge is transformed into harmless text and exhibits inside the museum.
The gods look on in astonishment. Countless truths from history come to light, and the whole world is renewed.
The last land finally surrenders, and all the players excitedly rub their hands together.
“Curator, which world are we conquering next?”
The dignified curator, seated upon the divine throne, offers a friendly reminder: “Watch your words. Don't forget, we're a peaceful farming and scavenging sandbox game.”
Author, are you no longer writing books?
In remembrance of The Fourth Calamity, that was the first book I ever read and finished, a book about the Fourth Calamity's setting. I hope the author can continue to create great works within their comfort zone.
The concert next door hasn't even ended yet, and the new project is already facing its fourth major disaster. Is this a two-way race with the world of coconut juice?