"Hey, it's me. Yeah, I haven't left yet. Don't worry, we'll meet in a couple of days." Li Qing contacted several school friends through phone calls, obtained some basic instruments and tools, and set up a small boratory in his room.

  He blinded the eyes of the experimental mice to prevent random observations, impnted the Crystal Core into their flesh, and observed whether they would be possessed...

  Over the next few days, he conducted repeated experiments to test for hidden dangers.

  Pitter-patter.

  Late at night, a sudden downpour began outside.

  Under the dim white light of the makeshift boratory, Li Qing was recording in his diary.

  Firstly, the eyes. Without complete mastery of the power, the eyes are uncontrolble. Seeing microorganisms would awaken their intelligence.

  Ning Guochang had already provided the solution: special eye patches could be used to forcibly close the eyelids, with sungsses worn over them to conceal the unusual appearance. This would prevent most unexpected occurrences.

  But not being able to see anything?

  That wasn't a problem.

  Ning Guochang had communicated with him throughout the entire process with his eyes closed, yet still saw things. It was likely through the "mind's eye" created by the flow of mental power.

  Li Qing's eyes shone brightly as he continued writing:

  After that, there's the sterile workshop he left behind.

  Though most of the self-immotion was carried away, remnants of Kaihui's civilization kingdom might still exist within. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a microbial universe.

  A civilization may already be taking shape inside. The Atabia Kingdom? Who knows what forms of life or systems it will develop? In any case, Pangu's Creation of Heaven and Earth has perished, and the civilization he built must be dealt with!

  Li Qing wrote to this point, then pressed his forehead:

  "Having accepted the benefits, I must fulfill my obligations. I need to destroy that workshop-boratory, but this mess is no easy matter to handle."

  That workshop had been built by Ning Guochang using his parents' accident compensation. No corners were cut - it featured high-grade bulletproof gss, walls reinforced with welded steel ptes, and complete air-tight sealing.

  But what did it matter?

  We couldn't simply ignore it.

  As civilization develops, they would inevitably attempt to find the "round heaven and square earth" borders of their world, and would likely evolve methods to corrode through the workshop's defenses with strong acids.

  We couldn't let civilization escape the boratory.

  Who knows what kind of civilization it might become?

  If it escapes, it could be zombies, xenomorphs, iron-blooded warriors, Godzil, Ultraman...

  How to handle this was another complex problem.

  Make a bomb and blow up the workshop? Set gasoline to burn the room?

  This is the US. Let's not even mention the possibility of imprisonment. This might help the other party escape, letting them gain freedom.

  Open a small hole and shine ultraviolet light inside? Spray alcohol mist? Throw firecrackers in there? Eradicate the biological civilization within?

  These various apocalyptic hypotheses all awaited practical testing.

  Li Qing pressed his fingers against his temples, feeling somewhat troubled.

  At the same time, starving to death was also impossible.

  Ning Guochang had been living in seclusion inside, having long ago stockpiled massive amounts of supplies - various canned goods, instant noodles, sausages, military rations, water... The interior was like a super culture dish, and those bacteria didn't ck for energy at all.

  The next morning at dawn.

  Li Qing began preparing for a small surgery.

  The moment the Crystal Core was impnted, a massive tearing sensation erupted from his brain, simultaneously feeling like countless Rong Nuruo's were stabbing his eyes with needles.

  Another full half-hour passed.

  His bedsheets were soaked with sweat. Struggling to sit up, he rotated his dry eyes and came to the mirror in the bathroom, involuntarily saying:

  "Those eyes are beautiful."

  The eyes were full of vitality, containing what seemed like the stars of the night sky. They had an infinite gravitational pull, drawing in one's gaze.

  These weren't human eyes at all.

  The pupils were very rge, with almost no white showing, like the eye proportions of a 2D anime character.

  His vision had become far superior to human vision of 5.0.

  Inside his eyes, there seemed to be a massive amount of new cone cells, like an eagle's 10.0 eyesight, easily able to see a rabbit ten kilometers away.

  In the next moment.

  Almost instinctively, his two eyeballs extended out of their sockets like wriggling sea worms, examining the surroundings like a snail.

  In that instant, his vision was unlocked, observing the world like a 360-degree holographic camera.

  "Shit!"

  Li Qing closed his eyes in fright.

  But there was no sharp pain like his eyes had been squeezed by a door. His eyeballs automatically slid back into their sockets, then his eyelids closed, like an instinctive reaction.

  "These huge eyes are fucking ridiculous!"

  Li Qing sat back on the bed, calming his nerves.

  He might have been compining, but as a psychologist, his mental fortitude was naturally strong.

  The moment he made up his mind, he resolved to stop being human.

  After all, humans have limits—especially those like him, a dime-a-dozen worker from the lowest rungs of society.

  "These eyes aren't so bad after all. They might even look kinda cool." Li Qing climbed to his feet and approached the b table, ready to test his true capabilities. His eyes instinctively began magnifying, growing rger and rger.

  Click.

  A microscopic world under the microscope's lens materialized before his eyes.

  Countless microorganisms crawled across the field of view.

  One second,

  Two seconds,

  Three seconds...

  After observing for over a minute, as if struck by some mysterious radiation from bizarre creatures, he felt a sudden surge of stimution.

  The bacteria suddenly seemed to gain intelligence, rustling and moving as if newborn infants examining their surroundings.

  "These single-celled organisms are truly alive!"

  "Ning Guochang needed three seconds, but I'm still weak. It took me over seventy seconds to [Awaken] these microbes and grant them consciousness."

  He attempted to control them.

  Li Qing spent the rest of the day conducting various experiments, testing different variables.

  He had fully comprehended his ability.

  1. Awaken Microbes.

  His gaze contained an unknown mental power—evil radiation that required continuous observation for over 70 seconds to activate intelligence.

  Currently, this only worked on bacteria. Viruses and other cells remained unaffected.

  2. Control Quantity.

  Currently: 0.000013 grams.

  Any quantity exceeding the control limit gains freedom, becoming impossible to locate or perceive, forming an uncontrolble entity.

  After repeated testing, these two principles proved absolutely effective. Li Qing could now rest assured.

  "I can begin constructing my Guardian Corps."

  Li Qing retrieved a custom-made test tube, about the size of his pinky finger, filled with nutrient solution. A thriving colony of microorganisms already inhabited its interior.

  He opened his eyes.

  Seventy seconds.

  After activating intelligence in all the microorganisms, he closed his eyes again and sealed the test tube.

  A self-contained microscopic universe had been created.

  Li Qing hung the gss jar around his neck, checking it periodically without concern for accidental damage. Tempered gss wasn't so fragile after all.

  At that moment, the tiny creatures on his neck began emitting simple consciousness waves:

  So warm...

  God is watching us...

  So comfortable...

  Did you give us life?

  All emanated the gentle, pure consciousness waves of infants.

  "Yes, I gave you life. I created you. Quickly establish your Single-Celled Kingdom," Li Qing sent consciousness waves to the small jar on his neck, making no pretense of modesty.

  Moral education must begin with the youngest.

  Look at Ning Guochang?

  He was a perfect counterexample - neglecting proper upbringing resulted in a horde of rebellious offspring.

  As for the development of civilization beyond education, he pnned to let nature take its course, observing how these tiny "single-celled" embryos evolved.

  How to put it?

  It's like watching a pet egg in a cultivation game break through its shell.

  These cells would build a Cell Civilization, continuously modifying their genetic fragments. They might evolve into advanced mammals—dogs, cats, lions, humans—or even mythical creatures like elves, dragons, and qilins. All manner of possibilities existed.

  By then, it was already dusk.

  Li Qing finally turned his gaze to the external world:

  "We've tested superpowers here and created a world in the jar. Let's see what species emerge first. I need to go to Ning Guochang's sterile workshop to... initiate targeted extinction..."

  Ten minutes ter.

  He put on sungsses and drove to Ning Guochang's former residence. Once again, he peered through the massive tempered gss window into the interior.

  This time, he finally witnessed the world within Ning Guochang's sterile workshop.

  Row upon row of unique mushroom houses stood like a fantastical forest from a fairy tale, yet they bustled with traffic. The scene was magnificent, vast, and awe-inspiring... This was a civilized world!

  Moreover, all the creatures inside were humanoid!

  Translucent slime humans with four whip-like appendages serving as limbs. Their transparent bellies housed genetic sequences coiled like intestines, creating a bizarre, uncanny atmosphere reminiscent of H. P. Lovecraft's works.

  "Humanoid fungal species? That's absurd. Are their remnants of the microscopic kingdom's civilization still that exaggerated?"

  He didn't dare look too long.

  After all, exceeding 70 seconds might trigger another accident. He picked up the prepared welding tools. "First, I need to weld a small opening in the door. Then I can spray alcohol inside for sterilization."

  Zzzt-zzzt!

  He began welding.

  Golden lightning crackled beyond the world's edge.

  High-frequency noise erupted.

  Along with massive thermal energy, it exploded like a colossal volcanic eruption, instantly incinerating nearby inhabitants.

  Nearly half of Atabia Kingdom's citizens stared upward in shock. From the source of the crackling lightning emerged a majestic colossus standing amidst endless clouds, gazing down upon their world.

  "What is that?!?!" someone screamed.

  It was an unimaginably bloated and obese entity, surrounded by swirling chaos beyond the world's crystal barrier. Endless lightning and va coiled around its form.

  "It's the giant beyond the wall!"

  "It's another god! The one who conversed with our missing Creator God!"

  "This is the Evil God, coming with malice! The people in that area were instantly turned to charcoal by the demon's electric arcs and terrifying tearing sounds!"

  All the people were stunned. They all ran out of their houses, looking at the enormous terrifying thing outside the Wall of Atabia. It was so tall and majestic that they couldn't see its whole form.

  "Kingdom Guardian Corps, march! To the front lines!" A tall hero stepped forward, looking at the dead people with great anger. He shouted, "The Evil God from beyond the heavens is invading our kingdom! We Atabians are brave warriors, not cowards! We must defeat these enormous gods like we did before..."

  Zzzt.

  Under the eyes of the watching crowd, a cavalry unit rushed over, but Li Qing didn't notice them at all.

  He continued drilling a hole the size of a finger on the door.

  The enemy couldn't approach at all. The thousand-degree high-temperature fme destroyed all microbes near the small hole. After that, Li Qing welded a specially prepared high-precision piston switch onto the small hole.

  From now on, this small opening would be the only connection between the room and the outside world.

  The occupant would never set foot inside.

  He then attached a massive alcohol spray tube directly to the opening. With the alcohol tank strapped to his back, he activated the hose, which began spraying mist into the room. "All bacteria and intelligent single-celled organisms," he decred, "please refrain from genetic modification and continue your evolution. Take this medicine and follow your former husbands to destruction."

  Gurgle!

  A torrent of alcohol mist flooded the room.

  The mist transformed into a massive cold air current that surged inward, gradually condensing until it became a torrential rainstorm.

  The Kingdom Hero who had led his troops to the entrance was the first to suffer the consequences. A terrifying death tide instantly corroded the entire unit, as if they had been exposed to the most horrific acidic substance. Their corpses rotted, leaving no trace of flesh or blood.

  "What is that...?"

  The citizens of the Single-Celled Kingdom stared in horror at the distant scene. "That is Guerhans, the great hero who conquered nature and defeated the mite beast. How could he be destroyed in an instant?"

  Swish!

  The rain poured down relentlessly, carrying with it the deathly mist.

  A tsunami swept across the once-prosperous nd.

  In an instant, a vast expanse of life was engulfed. The ndscape was bnketed with fungal vegetation resembling brachiopods, nematodes, and coral reefs, along with dense forests—all overwhelmed by the cataclysmic deluge.

  Thunder, golden light, lightning, floodwaters.

  "The God is punishing the creatures of the earth, destroying this world," cried an Atabian as he watched the sky tear open. Countless massive white mists descended like a torrential flood. Kneeling in the tunnels, he wailed in anguish: "I beg for the God's mercy!"

  Wails, screams, agony, despair, mournful cries, roars—chaos reigned in the Mushroom City. Creatures fled in panic, riding their fgelted mounts, yet even these desperate escapes couldn't outrun the encroaching floodwaters. The entire world transformed into a kingdom of despair and death.

  Boom!

  The creatures of the earth were corroded and washed away by the raging waters.

  As they neared death, they glimpsed the Evil Ancient God beyond the crystal wall. Its massive, furnace-like eyes gred coldly across the world. With overwhelming pressure, it slowly turned away, uttering incomprehensible madness—a demonic babble no Atabian could ever produce or understand.

  "Tomorrow's ultraviolet."