There is a good reason that the filming crew chose the land besides his grandfather’s house to build their tents. The next plot was a fallen house, full of debris. After arranging rain catchers, Eric returned home, changed his clothes.
When he came out, the filming crew could see his preparation.
“ Grandson ! Are you going to an apocalyptic shoot out ? “ they asked humorously.
“ It could very well be an apocalyptic shoot out. “ Eric answered, his voice muffled through the mask.
He wore sturdy ranger boots, with leather overalls on a turtleneck. His nose is covered with a mask, his eyes are covered with sunglasses, his head is covered with a wide brim hat.
The filming crew followed him.
Eric first cut a giant fire break through the overgrown grass beside the fallen house. Just in time when he finished that, he retrieved water from the catchers. He poured it on the outer grass, leaving the inside dry. Then, he lit the inside on fire, stood at the entrance with the shovel and crowbar in hand.
The moment a rabbit jumped out of the fire, he hammered the rabbit at lightning speed. Same thing happened to the snakes that jumped on him. In the end, he was able to harvest two rabbits and three snakes.
He sent them straight to his mother for processing. Growing up on the island, his mother is more than familiar with dressing and cooking game animals on the island.
When he started lifting the rocks into the wheelbarrow, to throw them away, the film crew left him and went to his mother, to film her dealing with the rabbit.
While their concentration is on the other side, Eric cleaned up the entire place by storing the stones in his item box, and kicking down any unburnt poles. The house is built on rammed earth. There were not many critters on the land, not even termites.
Even so, he turned up the land of the entire plot, then burned it once more making sure there are no unwanted visitors on this land. By this time, the film crew returned. They caught the tail end of his work by turning up the piece of land. Looking at his progress, the film crew dropped their jaws once more.
This time around, a cameraman stuck to him like glue. Eric just lifted up the gigantic flat roller, set it on the ground.
“ Can it be lifted ? “ The cameraman asked with surprise.
One of the directors came and tried to move the roller. It does not move.
Eric just put a leather cord on the ends of the roller, and started dragging it on the ground after flattening it with a rake. Wherever the roller passed by, only perfectly level land remained.
“ Dear viewers ! Don’t look at it and think this is possible for each and every one of you. This guy has either practiced, or he is a hidden expert. There are no two ways about it. ! “ the director reassured viewers, zooming in on the leveled land, and where it meets the newly leveled land in a perfect straight line, leaving no gaps. He even prepared a place with slanted leveling to be used as the shower area.
“ Grand son ! Are you immortal ? “ The director asked after getting almost hypnotized by the perfect lines of roller leveling.
“ I am just a high school student, and the very filial grandson of my grandfather. “ Eric answered with a dramatic flair.
He very much regretted not coming back with his mother last time around. It is only after seeing the shabby shack did he understand the difficulties of his mother, and grandparents. His paternal grandmother had always looked down on his mom. Fortunately, his father was not blind, so she lived an okay life. However, looking at his grandfather, Eric understood how progressive and loving his grandfather was for his mother to be what she is right now.
No wonder she was depressed when she heard grandmother was injured. In these boonies, where there is no communication, no boat, how much his grandmother would have suffered with an injury ? How lonely his grandfather must have been after his grandma left ? It is a suffering he would not wish on his worst enemy.
This time around, they will not have such a day. Eric vowed to himself.
Soon, the camping ground will be ready. Eric pitched the gigantic family tent by himself.
By this time, his mother called.
“ Eric, come have dinner. “ his mother called him.
There’s potato rabbit stew, meat buns and shredded potatoes. Eric happily ate two bowls of rice. They cleaned off the entire meat stew between them.
His grandparents have never smiled so happily.
“ Our little Eric is grown up. He can even catch rabbits now ! “ his grandfather gave him a rare compliment.
“ Grandpa ! This is nothing. Give me time, I will even catch a wild boar for you. “ Eric boasted.
His grandfather could only smile at him with all of his teeth.
The documentary team set up a camera and left. They are not here for a positive story after all.
His grandmother wanted them to sleep in the house, but Eric refused.
“ Grand ma, I specially bought a clear roofed tent so we can see the stars. “
“ This entire island is yours. What does it matter where we sleep ? Oh ! Wait ! In fact, why don’t grandma and grandpa sleep with us in the tent ? “ Eric asked.
Finally, his grandma agreed to sleep with his mother, while his grandpa slept in the house.
Eric carried over the water in the buckets at the rain catcher to the shower room. His mother and sister had a nice shower, followed by his grandmother and him. While his mother and sister were bathing, Eric was spreading lawn grass seeds in the open area of the plot. He set up a synthetic grass mat in front of the tent, so that they could wipe their feet before coming in. They comfortably washed up and went into the tent to rest.
His grandmother was shocked to see the set up inside.
There was a nice foam bed, in the middle room, there’s even Mimi’s cradle bed along with her blanket and favorite toy. His mother would question him how all this furniture arrived here. However, as long as she did not explicitly force an explanation, Eric would pretend nothing happened.
They slept comfortably that night, despite the roaring of the sea.
His grandfather woke at dawn as usual, walking over to the tent. He looked surprised at the grass buds all over the place around the tent, as well as how big the tent was. Just as he was thinking to call out loud, the grandma came out from inside the tent.
“ Don’t wake them. They are quite tired. Especially our grandson. “ she chastised her husband. Then, she took the lamp, walked over to the house to start cooking.
They both walked to their house, started on breakfast.
Eric & co woke up quite late. Eric has already used his digitizing skill on the island. However, he had no idea the size of his grandfather’s jurisdiction. The progress is still ongoing. Right now, he could only see it covered the entire tidal flat area and more. A sea area about hundred square kilometers popped up on his map, with every last animal from an earthworm to great white shark in the deep bay marked in yellow to red.
With his killing of rabbits, his experience increased.
He is now level two. As such, the map allowed him to mark anything from wild boars to swallow nests separately. In the night, it rained on the island as expected. The buckets he put under rain catchers are all filled with water. He stored the water in his item box. Thankfully, this water did not mix with the sea water he stored earlier.
First, he filled the water tank in his grandfather’s home, then he filled the shower room’s tank.
He took a refreshing shower with heated water, basted his body with the triple combination of moisturizer, insect repellent and sunscreen, then started exploring the island. Today's task is to find a place for his grandfather to build a new home.
He did not expect his grandfather to move to the city to live at this age. As such, his only choice is to make this island home as comfortable as possible, so they can enjoy the mountains and seas.
The island is in the shape of an oval. Initially, Eric thought the end of this village was where the tidal flats end. However, he realized this is not the case as he looked at the map. The entire oval is an atoll. When seen from above, the island is like an anime eye looking up. The outermost oval is formed by atolls and micro mud volcanoes in the sea. The mudflats make the black pupil. The volcano formed the center of the pupil to the left, indicated by the dragon maw mountain.
The sea between mudflats and atoll is deeper than the sea outside. The mudflats are relatively flat, creating a lagoon area. The land from the mudflats is made of this fertile soil from the mud volcanoes, this is something Eric did not expect. As such, this part of the sea is teeming with life. No wonder the little forest on the island could support a wild boar family.
The atoll on the outside curved like a dragon tail. The dragon head looking up is the volcano, then the dragon tail supporting under the it’s chin is the ridge that separates the inhabited area from the wild forest. He walked up this ridge, searching for an area that’s suitable for construction of the new house.
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74 - the end
The passage of time is a strange thing when the world is no longer counting down to its own destruction.Fifty years had passed since the day the oceans returned. Fifty years since the white light of the Auditors was extinguished by a single, desperate bullet. In the history of the universe, fifty years was a blink, a mere stutter in the data-stream. But for the inhabitants of the Second Earth, it was an eternity of growth, peace, and the quiet labor of forgetting what it felt like to be prey.On Coiling Dragon Island, the morning mist didn't smell of ozone or mana-leakage. It smelled of damp earth, blooming jasmine, and the salt-spray of a healthy, vibrant sea.Eric sat on the porch of his villa, a wooden rocking chair creaking rhythmically beneath him. His hair was a stark, dignified white now, and his hands, once calloused from gripping gravity hammers and kinetic pistols, were now weathered by decades of gardening. He wore a simple linen shirt and trousers—no armor, no enchantment
73 - new dawn
The world had stopped screaming.For the first time in years, the horizon was not a jagged line of red mist or a violet tear in the sky. Instead, it was a soft, undulating curve of sapphire blue. The "Great Drain" that had once turned the Earth into a salt-choked graveyard was now a memory, replaced by a miracle that defied the old laws of geology.When the Abyss Dragon—the transformed Ocean Emperor—had finally exhausted its fury in the Iron Empire, it had not returned as a conqueror. It had returned as a titan seeking rest. Guided by the "Mobius Loop" Eric had woven, the dragon had brought back the water it had stolen, but it was no longer the salt water of the old world. It was "System-Pure" water, enriched by the mana of the Abyss and filtered through the roots of the World Tree.As the oceans refilled, the planet itself had expanded. The "Senior Administrator" authority Eric had briefly held before his abdication had triggered a final, global terraforming event. The Earth’s crust
72 - The Silent Arbiter
The world did not return to normal with a bang, but with a series of rhythmic, mechanical clicks. Across the salt-crusted plains of what were once the great oceans, the World Tree’s roots were no longer just seeking water—they were seeking data. Following the "Great Awakening," the silver threads of the Skye server and the emerald veins of the Terra server began to weave together into a permanent, self-sustaining lattice.Eric stood on the observation deck of the Gaia-Dome, his eyes fixed on the horizon. The black miasma was gone, but the sky remained a deep, bruised violet, a reminder that the atmosphere was now a synthetic construct maintained by the [Celestial Lung]."Status," Eric said, his voice raspy. He hadn't slept since he had sent the Dragon to Uncle Eric’s world.[ Server Progress ]✦ Terra: 100% (Integrated)✦ Skye: 94.2% (Synchronizing)✦ Aqua: 18.1% (Regenerating - Source: Abyss Leak)✦ Cosmos: 32.5% (Expanding)"Master," the AI responded, its voice sounding more human t
71 - The Law of Equivalent Exchange
The sky over Eric’s Earth was no longer gold.The Celestial Lung, which had only just begun to breathe life into the gasping survivors, was struggling. The shimmering white particles that Eric had fought so hard to create were being stained. A thick, oily black smoke was seeping out of the golden veins of the World Tree’s trunk. It wasn't smoke from a fire; it was the [Demonic Miasma]—the concentrated rot of a world that had failed its digitization and turned into a graveyard of data.Inside the Gaia-Dome, the air was growing heavy. It tasted like rusted iron and bitter almonds."Master, the World Tree is undergoing 'Reverse Photosynthesis'," the AI reported, its voice trembling with systemic stress. "The Sapling you exported to the 'Iron Empire' is being force-fed the corruption of that server. Because the Sapling cannot process the volume of miasma in Uncle Eric’s world, it is utilizing the 'Parent-Anchor' protocol."Eric gripped the edge of his command console. "It’s redirecting th
69 - The Multiverse Council
The void of the Universe Server was not a physical place. It was a conceptual space, a dark room filled with floating screens and the quiet hum of infinite data.Eric sat in a high-backed chair made of flickering blue light. He was exhausted. His soul felt thin, like a piece of paper that had been folded and unfolded too many times. The "Great Drain" had cost him more than just mana; it had cost him his sense of morality. He had saved the world by turning it into a desert."System," Eric croaked. "Open the 'Echo Chamber'. Private Channel: The Apostle Network."A screen flickered to life. Two other windows appeared, each showing a face that was remarkably similar to his own, yet fundamentally different.To his left was Nephew Eric. He looked to be in his late teens, wearing shining silver armor that looked like it belonged in a high-fantasy RPG. He had a bright, heroic smile and eyes that hadn't seen enough death yet. Behind him, Eric could see a sky filled with dragons and floating cas
68 - The Blue Void
The victory of the Skye Server had been a brief, shimmering dream. For twelve hours, the world had looked up at the silver threads and felt a sense of cosmic peace. But deep beneath the surface, in the crushing silence of the Mariana Trench, the price of that peace was being tallied.Deep in the "Ocean Hole"—the lightless abyss where the broken body of Ursula’s brother had been discarded like a piece of unwanted data—the water began to vibrate. It wasn't a tremor of the earth, but a tremor of the concept of water.The body, once a seed of the "Dragon Apostle" lineage, had not rotted. In the high-mana environment of the post-digitization era, it had acted as a lightning rod. It had absorbed the "Aqua" server shards that Eric had left unmanaged. It had gorged itself on the salt, the pressure, and the cold.And then, the Eye opened.It was not a human eye. It was a vast, glowing orb of ice-blue light, the size of a cathedral. As the lid peeled back, the temperature of the surrounding ocea
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