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Qiong had heard from Wilvi that she had spent forty years repeatedly confirming a disheartening fact.
Onphalus's technology has reached a point where it can no longer be developed.
The administrator of the supposed Onpharos world has locked down the technology level.
Just like how the Trisolaran civilization used sophons to lock down Earth's physical discoveries in The Three-Body Problem.
Onfaros's situation is even more radical, being in the data world, which is easier to control.
Once an experiment touches a designated forbidden zone, no matter how sophisticated the equipment or how standardized the operation, the result will either be abnormally disordered data or the experimental phenomenon will simply disappear.
In this situation, even Wilvi was helpless.
Make bricks without straw.
The good news is that alchemy has no limitations.
However, there are uncertainties at the underlying level of alchemy.
Even though it is more convenient than Earth's technology tree in many ways, the uncontrollable outcome is the fatal drawback of industrialization.
The fact that Onpharos's technology has developed to the point where it is comparable to that of the Honkai world 50,000 years ago is the result of Velvet's fusion of the possibilities of alchemy with the certainties of Earth's technology tree, and her continuous optimization and refinement.
If we want to continue developing, the administrators must remove the restrictions on civilization levels.
Qiong could roughly guess why the administrator designed Onpharos as a template of classical civilization and locked its technology.
The ancients were mostly ignorant.
In present-day Onpharos, people have lost the divine filter that once held the Titans, though they are still grateful for their contributions to the world.
However, they regarded the Titans' powers as a science that could be mastered.
If this idea were to continue after the creation of the world, it's hard to say whether people would obediently follow the divine decree to perform the fire-chasing ritual.
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cinema.
As the melodious end credits rolled, the lights in the theater gradually brightened.
The credits for "The Time-Traveling Fairy" flowed across the screen, signaling the end of this audiovisual feast.
"It looks amazing! The special effects are absolutely incredible!"
"Sigh, after watching it, I feel empty inside, like there's a void in my heart."
"We were too greedy this time, we watched it too early. We should have saved it for the Janus Festival!"
As the crowd dispersed, lively discussions rose and fell, couples snuggled together reminiscing about the plot, and family members chatted amongst themselves.
"17-year-old JK is not only your mother who raised you, your fans, and your amazing producer, but also your older sister, your younger sister, and even your future girlfriend and wife, right?"
"Hilarious! Less than ten minutes after the competition ended, before the video clips were even released, Xingjie's follower count jumped from 43 to number one."
"I don't believe that Pink Cloud Celestial didn't create 100,000 alt accounts to boost Star Sister's followers."
"Although your sister Xing calls herself an ordinary 17-year-old JK, she is first in her grade in liberal arts, an all-rounder in sports, and can answer the teacher's questions accurately even if she sleeps in class with her eyes open. Her daily routine includes: working, playing games, doing live streaming, creating music, being the mom of Fanxia Tiannv, and staying up late. She can drink two bottles of energy water every night to be fully refreshed after staying up late. She plays the piano very well."
"In virtual space, he can even go toe-to-toe with the celestial beings. He abandoned law to study alchemy and was admitted to the Divine Enlightenment Tree Court before graduating high school. In ten years, he can conquer consciousness download and bionic alchemy technology and ascend with the Onpharos technology tree. He was only dizzy for a while after being hit by an eight-thousand-year memory information shock. But your sister Xing said that she is just an ordinary person without any special talents."
"She's practically a superhero!"
At the exit of the theater, there were almost all such exclamations and jokes.
"This screenwriter and director are quite something."
Qiong stared with great interest at the production team displayed on the screen.
The story's foundation and main plot are based on the framework he left behind 500 years ago. Unexpectedly, the director managed to incorporate trendy elements that have become popular in the last two years, such as virtual singers and immersive VR worlds, achieving a breakthrough.
"Let me see who the screenwriter is... Hmm? Holy crap! Zi Gaogao?"
Qiong's expression immediately became quite subtle.
If he remembered correctly, this seemed to be Mrs. Xia Die's pseudonym.
how to say.
Since Ohma entered the era of the Myriad Veils, the reputation of the members of the Fire Moth, the Demigod of Death, and Miss Butterfly has become polarized.
Some readers were captivated by her magnificent imagination and delicate emotional descriptions, becoming devoted fans who constantly begged for updates in the comments section.
Another group of readers became fans of Black Butterfly, hating Xia Die with a passion.
After all, Mrs. Xia Die has a good habit of not writing the ending for any of her works or stories.
Digging a pit and not filling it in, that's the nature of a eunuch.
It left countless readers wailing at the bottom of the pit, wishing they could hold a knife to her throat and force her to write "The End".
Of course, no one dared to put it into action.
However, there are still ways to express love.
Sending razor blades.
Boxes and boxes of blades, blades of all types and materials, filled Xia Die's residence in the palace.
Mrs. Xia Die felt it was inappropriate to carelessly discard the gifts from her fans, so she put the razor blades into the underworld.
Conservatively speaking, I won't need to buy a knife for the next few lifetimes.
Later, Mrs. Xia Die was dismayed to find that readers, in order to avoid the story having no ending, started to avoid getting involved.
Polycia thoughtfully offered a great idea.
"Sis, create a new account! Change your alias, how will anyone know it was you who wrote this?"
Mrs. Xiaodie pondered for a moment.
Yup!
Anyway, she just enjoys sharing her stories with everyone and doesn't care about fame or anything like that.
So Mrs. Xia Die began frequently changing her small account and happily digging new holes.
This sparked an unprecedented crisis of trust within Onfaros's creative community.
When readers come across a work that is beautifully written, has a novel premise, and is captivating, their first reaction is not to be overjoyed at discovering a treasure, but rather to cautiously study the author's ID and frantically search for any clues.
I suspect this might be an alternate account belonging to Mrs. Xia Die.
More than 600 of Xia Die's 800 alternate accounts have been exposed. Excluding the backup accounts that are temporarily hidden, there are still more than a dozen active in the creative field that have not been discovered by the haters.
She even had several alternate accounts, which she kept secret even from her dearest lord.
That's an account of a female fan who produces doujinshi (fan fiction), including both BL and GL, and she likes everything, so her content is very well-balanced.
However...
Under the backstabbing of her brother-in-law and sister-in-law Polycia, Mrs. Xia Die's hidden secret account was secretly revealed to Qiong by Polycia.
Purple Cake is one of them.
"Well, that's not surprising."
For Mrs. Xia Die, who received Qiong's advanced creative ideas five hundred years ago, adapting this kind of work is just a basic operation.
"Waaaaah..."
A sobbing sound came from beside her. Qiong paused, then looked around.
Tibo on the left, March 7th on the right, and Mimi on the shoulder—these three were all wiping away tears in unison, large drops of tears welling up in their eyes, making them as clear as two sapphires.
"Mmm~ (So sweet...so romantic...so touching~)"
Mimi wiped her wet eyes with her little paws, her voice thick with a nasal tone.
"Waaah, this is wonderful! The Pink Cloud Fairy has waited for eight thousand years and has finally reunited with the Star Cluster."
March 7th sniffled, her long pink hair trembling slightly with her sobs.
"Yes, it is a myth that transcends time, a fairy tale that never fades, a miracle called love."
Tibo nodded vigorously, her smile bright, her voice carrying the purity of a child.
“The three of you…”
Qiong looked at the two people and one elf who were deeply moved with a bit of speechlessness, forgetting that these three were all sentimental and highly empathetic players.
Especially for the ageless Tirispius, her mind and personality will reverse to match the age stage of her body.
Therefore, 12-year-old Tibbo is easily moved.
If we disregard actual age and only consider appearance and personality...
This time, it was indeed Qiong who suffered the most.
But I can't let it go!
Incidentally, the 10-year-old Tirispyos is Tiian, and the 14-year-old is Tinin.
"Because it's touching!"
March 7th wiped his face haphazardly with his sleeve and argued in a thick nasal voice.
"The solitude and perseverance of the Pink Cloud Celestial Maiden for eight thousand years, her dedication and deep affection..."
"Have you forgotten that you are the real Pink Cloud Celestial Maiden? Besides, how could there be eight thousand years? You've only been waiting for Star Treasure for a few years. Excluding the time you were asleep, it's only been a little over ten years, right?"
Qiong's teasing words made March 7 stop wiping away her tears, and she belatedly realized what was happening.
"That's right, I am the Pink Cloud Celestial Maiden!"
"The story is fake... No, no, the characters in this movie are reversed, aren't they?"
“When has Ah Xing ever cooked for me? Let alone taken care of me like a sister or a mother? I’m the one who usually takes care of her! She also often steals my ice cream…”
"This is a fictional story. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental."
Qiong, with Tibao on her left, Sanyueqi on her right, and Mimi slung over her shoulder, quickly left the movie theater while complaining.
The group attracted a lot of attention on the street.
However, the focus is not on Mimi on the dome's shoulders.
It's Tibo.
During the Wanwei.com era, the members of the Fire Moth were household names.
Normally, because they often move around inside Ohm, people never feel any distance from the Titis.
But today, the Holy Maiden was actually being led by the hand!
This is definitely headline news!
Of course, whether or not it passes Aglaia's review is another matter entirely.
On the streets of Ohmma today, pedestrians carrying chimeras in various forms are a common sight.
This is a masterpiece by Mebius.
She carried out large-scale and diverse biological modifications and optimizations to the basic chimera by fusing gene fragments from Earth Titans, Ocean Titans, or other powerful native creatures.
The number of chimera species has exploded, conservatively estimated to have increased by four orders of magnitude.
These chimeras not only come in various shapes and sizes, but also possess a wide variety of special abilities.
For example, a small fire dragon that can breathe fire and has flames burning on its tail for a long time.
—A chimera that has merged with the genes of the Earth Titans.
A frog carrying strange garlic spores on its back.
A blue-shelled turtle capable of firing high-pressure water jets, fused with the ocean titan's retinue.
Such a rich variety of species and potential has given rise to a new profession sweeping the globe: Chimera Trainer.
Commanding chimeras in friendly battles has become one of the most popular national sports in Onfaros, and has even developed into a world-class championship system.
A complete industrial chain has emerged around this core concept.
Chimera breeder, ecological observer, professional nurse, veterinarian, performance artist, and Chimera doctor.
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