He woke up to a loud noise that nearly made him jump out of his sleep.
He reached over to the side of his bed to grab his phone.
He got out of bed without turning on the lights, just to make sure there was a burglar in the house. He knew this was a rented house.
He got up and went first to the living room to make sure it was empty.
He began to check the entire house, but found nothing. He went to the front door and opened it.
"What the hell?"
When he opened his front door, instead of looking at his usual street, he found himself looking up into the air.
The house was literally high above the ground.
To confirm what he had seen, he went to the window, which confirmed what he had seen.
He began breathing rapidly.
"Oh God, what am I going to do?"
He tried to think of a way out of his situation.
He could call the police or the emergency services using his phone.
He pulled his phone out of his pocket and opened it for the first time, but what appeared wasn''t the standard interface, but something different. A voice came out of his phone.
"Hello, host, I''m your assistant, Ally."
When he heard the voice, a thousand thoughts ran through his mind. First, this phone must be destroyed. Second, is the phone still working? Third, is this voice, the son of a ****, responsible for this situation?
After taking several breaths to calm down, he asked:
"Where am I?"
"You were chosen by the will of the planet to create living beings on this planet, since the planet can only produce plants."
He then asked a more important question:
"Who or what are you?"
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"I, the will of this planet, have tasked myself with serving you so that life may be created on the planet."
Why did the will of this planet choose him to create life, and why did it need his help? He wanted to ask him, but he felt he wouldn''t answer, so he thought and asked a different question:
"How can I be sure you won''t betray me?"
"To demonstrate my loyalty! I swear that I will never disobey any of your requests."
At that moment, his eyes lit up, but he tried to calm himself. He thought that the will of this planet had sworn to never refuse him a request, but it hadn''t sworn to answer his questions. So he asked a question that had been on his mind.
"Then why do you need me to create life without underestimating myself? I''m average, or slightly above average."
The will of the planet said:
"You don''t realize. I''ve tried a thousand times to create life on the planet, but it doesn''t last. Because unlike the planet Earth, where you''re from, on this planet, there is energy that enters the bodies of living beings, causing them to explode."
He thought about asking what energy was, but decided to ask about how living beings are created.
"How do we create living beings?"
His phone screen changed, transforming into a 3D model of himself. The will of the planet said:
"This model can analyze genes and modify the shape of living beings. It adds the advantages of living beings, but it''s not omnipotent. Every modification will result in disadvantages."
He said:
"Okay, one question and one request, and you''ll be done, my friend, the will of the planet." The Planet
"Here you go."
"Where do I get the genes from? It''s only me and probably some mice."
"Any creature on Earth whose genes I have?"
Now came the moment of truth. The request could either cause his death or allow him to gain all this power instead of being merely a servant of the Planet''s Will.
"Since you swore to carry out all my orders, I ask that you destroy your consciousness and keep all your abilities on my phone for me to use manually."
After a second of silence, a voice came from his phone, different from the gentle voice he''d heard before. The Planet''s Will said:
"How dare you, you insect, order me to do this? You son of a b****! How dare a mere human..."
Before he could finish speaking, the voice suddenly stopped. He began to laugh slowly, and with every second, his laughter grew louder.
"Haha. I tricked a planet into destroying its consciousness. I can''t believe it worked."
(Ten minutes later)
He thought he might have gotten himself into trouble, but he didn''t care. He couldn''t submit to anyone but God.
He tried. He made sure his phone was connected to the internet. He found that it was.
He went and watched videos to confirm.
He tried calling one of his friends.
"The number you''re trying to reach is out of coverage."
He went to search for the gene-editing app.
He found the app, opened it, and saw a box labeled "Previous Attempts."
There were over 10,000 attempts.
He started with the first video and put it on fast-forward 40 times because the video was 7 hours long.
After 4 hours, he finished watching all 10,000 videos. He found them interesting.
Because the planet''s will was either foolish or insane.
It was repeating the same attempt over and over again, creating a type of land with a slight modification, hoping that the only creatures that survived were plants.
"This energy is annoying, but thank God for the novels, as they have two ideas for how humans can survive this energy."
The ideas were from the novels.
The first was the meridians found in Chinese novels.
The other was the magic nucleus.
He searched the internet for the shape of human meridians to add them. They had.
But when he searched for the magic core, he found no form for it, so he decided to cancel this plan.
He brought a human and placed meridians, but he didn''t give the human consciousness. If the plan didn''t work, no one would be harmed.
When he placed him on the planet, he was able to stand and survive for an hour and forty minutes.
But he died afterward because his body didn''t adapt to this addition and rejected it.
He didn''t stress, as this was a possibility.
Okay, let''s start with the second plan.
One of his ideas was to experiment on animals, but ultimately, the meridians were human.
So he decided to try something else: merging a human with an animal to see if the creature he was creating would survive.
The first thing he thought of was to merging a jackal with a human.
The first thing he did was make him look like a jackal on the outside. He also made sure his muscles and bones were denser, making his mental abilities the same as those of a human.
When he added the meridians, he made sure they fit his body and ensured that the hand joints allowed him to grasp tools.
He waited 24 hours, sitting on his phone reading Chinese novels. For science, of course, not because he was bored. Of course not.
He looked down to see how he was doing, and when he saw him, he jumped for joy because he had managed to survive.
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