# 1178
Chapter 1179 「Pixel」
Lin Qiye stood at the entrance of the military airport waiting. Soon, he saw a convoy of vehicles approaching from the distance.
Jinian stepped out of the car and saw Lin Qiye and the others were already waiting here. She raised an eyebrow.
"Everything taken care of?"
"Mm." Lin Qiye nodded.
"I'm done too. Let's go."
The group boarded a military plane heading to Sunken Dragon Pass. An hour later, they slowly descended onto the tarmac.
Passing through the inner wall of Sunken Dragon Pass, they saw a pixel cruise ship in the boat mooring area, extremely eye-catching in the distance. When Lin Qiye and the others walked closer and saw its structure clearly, both Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan were shocked, their mouths hanging open.
"A ship this big? Does it sail through the mist?"
"What material is this? Why is it made of particles?" Baili Pangpang touched the hull and clicked his tongue. "Where can I buy one of these? I want one too..."
"This isn't for sale. This was personally built by the leader of the Oath Society." An Qingyu reminded him kindly.
They boarded the ship. The door opened. The pixel cruise ship slowly sailed out of Sunken Dragon Pass, heading straight toward the mist border nearby.
On the cruise ship, Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan, who were touring the interior, let out exclamations one after another:
"Wine cellar, gym, swimming pool... Damn! There's even a DJ dance hall?"
"It's way bigger than I imagined."
"What's this 'male companion suite'? Can I go take a look?"
"Wait, what brand is this motorcycle? I've never seen it before?"
"..."
Jinian stuffed her hands in her pockets, leisurely following behind Baili Pangpang and the others. Hearing their exclamations, she could barely control the corners of her mouth from rising.
"This is the 'Dodge Tomahawk.' It's a one-to-one replica of the prototype produced by an American company in '03. Ten cylinders total, top speed approaching 700 kilometers per hour... What do you think, cool right?"
"America, '03?" Baili Pangpang looked at her puzzled. "What are you talking about?"
"Oh, almost forgot. In your world, '03, other countries had already been swallowed by the mist... Forget I said anything." Jinian shrugged.
Baili Pangpang stared at her in confusion for a long moment before looking away.
"That said, can your ability create anything?"
"Pretty much." Jinian nodded.
"Everything in this world is essentially composed of particles. 【Pixel】 is also a particle—one that can freely control its size and obey microscopic physical laws. As long as I can see something with my own eyes, I can replicate it one-to-one. But only if I understand its structure and working principles can I make it function as intended.
For example, this 'Dodge Tomahawk'—only because I mastered the working principles of every single part can I create it. Otherwise, it would just be a motorcycle model that looks like a 'Dodge Tomahawk' but couldn't even run."
Cao Yuan stared at Jinian in astonishment. "You mean you completely mastered the structure and principles of every part of this motorcycle? What about this cruise ship? You mastered all of this complex large vehicle?"
"For this ship, I'd say I only mastered about seventy percent." Jinian thought for a moment.
"Creating this ship requires too much knowledge, covering nearly a hundred disciplines including fluid mechanics, aerodynamics, engineering thermodynamics, and more. There are some pretty obscure fields I haven't learned yet. Fortunately, I have an entire team of the world's top engineers backing me up, so it's been manageable."
Lin Qiye and the others exchanged glances. Their gaze toward Jinian was like looking at some kind of monster.
Same age, ordinary people struggle with college courses, yet this woman could independently build an ocean-crossing cruise ship using knowledge alone.
"Since you can freely control pixel particles and their physical properties, could you turn stone into gold?" An Qingyu asked curiously.
"Not yet. I can't miniaturize pixel particles to the point where they can trigger controlled elemental fusion. The smallest I can currently shrink them to is molecular scale.
Though replicating objects with molecular-scale pixel particles can achieve perfect results, it takes a very long time. Even something the size of a thumbnail would take at least three days to replicate."
"I see. Then why not try combining 'divine' power with microscopic physics to create..."
Listening to An Qingyu and Jinian's conversation, Lin Qiye, Cao Yuan, and the others felt their heads spinning. A simple cruise ship tour had suddenly turned into an advanced academic exchange.
But looking at it this way, the 【Pixel】 ability has an enormous gap between its lower and upper limits—so vast it could be called heaven and earth.
If an ordinary person obtained this ability, being able to make a decent handgun out of pixels would already be impressive. But in the hands of someone like Jinian, a terrifying engineering genius, this was a monstrous ability that could build a planet-destroying cannon with a snap of fingers!
An Qingyu and Jinian's discussion grew more heated. Lin Qiye simply turned and walked away. If he kept listening, he'd start questioning whether there was something wrong with his IQ.
The cruise ship had entered the mist, heading straight for the Oath Society's headquarters, 【Utopia】.
Lin Qiye took a walk around the deck, then returned to his room and dove his consciousness into the Asylum of the Gods in his mind.
...
Lin Qiye, draped in a white coat, walked along the hospital corridor. Ward after ward of nurses walked toward him, greeting him respectfully.
"Good morning, Director."
"Mm, morning."
"Morning. Have you eaten, Director? Want some?"
"Morning. You all eat, I'm not hungry."
"Well done, child."
"Morning... huh?"
Lin Qiye stopped mid-sentence, looking helplessly at Yerand, who stood before him with a benevolent smile.
After saying those words, Yerand's gaze completely ignored Lin Qiye. She walked slowly toward the front, muttering to herself endlessly:
"Well done, child... well done, child..."
Lin Qiye sighed deeply.
When he returned to the Purification Chamber this time, he'd forgotten to ask Doctor Li about Yerand's condition. He'd have to make a special trip next time he had free time.
Lin Qiye walked through the corridor straight to the Director's Office. He opened the entrance to the underground dungeon and walked inside.
His purpose for entering the asylum this time was to conduct an experiment.
In Linjiang City, Lin Qiye hadn't killed a single 'divine,' but he hadn't forgotten that back in Hell, he had killed a large batch of corrupted angels and demons.
Angels and demons were mythological creatures too. But long, long ago, they had already died, their souls gone. What Lin Qiye had killed were just corpses manipulated by Cthulhu Faction power...
So was it possible that the Cthulhu Faction creatures he personally killed could also become nurses in this asylum?
With this thought in mind, Lin Qiye walked to the center of the underground prison.
His gaze swept across the surroundings. He suddenly froze.
The vast prison was empty. The scene he'd imagined—countless Cthulhu Faction creatures roaring and screaming—was nowhere to be seen.
They... couldn't enter this asylum?
Lin Qiye's brow furrowed tightly.