Interstellar Travel: Becoming a Dress-Up Game Designer

Chapter 372

However, everyone changed after the Summoner arrived, especially after the appearance of Qingfengyi. People spent more and more time outside the holographic pods, creating items and props from Qingfengyi, and their minds started to work. The latest data shows that everyone's mental activity is equivalent to the amount of the past hundred years. Do you know what that means? Also, after the appearance of Huaxia Planet, everyone traveled more. The physical exertion from various activities on different planets was unprecedented for interstellar people in the past hundred years, even for sports meets.

Of course, I'm not referring to soldiers in the military. In comparison, do you understand the significance of rediscovering history? Its existence, if unspoken, has no impact on life, but everyone is influenced by their own historical roots. Our civilization's spirit, personal beliefs, creativity, lifestyle, and so on, are all closely related to our historical roots. We need to rediscover our history, and I'm glad this great project has succeeded!

Here, I once again apologize to the families and individuals who were harmed. You are great, and the people of the galaxy and human civilization will never forget you!

After he finished speaking, officials also stepped forward and said that a hero's tombstone would be erected for these people who made great sacrifices. They are human heroes who are just as great as the great ancestors who saved humanity.

The list of masterminds behind the murder of Lin Shuying was also released; all of them have been arrested and will be publicly tried. The authorities will compensate Qingfengyi for the losses caused...

There were many official announcements, but none of them concerned Lin Shuying, who had been summoned here. Although they all mourned Lin Shuying, this Lin Shuying was the Lin Shuying from interstellar space, not the Lin Shuying from Earth.

In the holographic world, several Chinese summoners sat together in Mai Xiaochu's holographic house watching the live stream. Now, among the remaining Chinese figures, only Mai Xiaochu and Wu Cheng have significant influence.

Mai Xiaochu said sadly, "You see, no matter how much he does, it all belongs to Lin Shuying, not a single thing belongs to the other Lin Shuying. When I used to read transmigration novels, I always thought, the protagonist in the book works so hard to become the dazzling protagonist. But is that protagonist really him? Only he himself knows who he is, but everyone in that world thinks he is the person from that world. No one knows that the soul is no longer that person. Even if they do know, like a lover, what about the body? Can the soul and body really be distinguished in other people's eyes? I can never understand, did those protagonists ever think about their original selves in the world, did they ever think about whether the selves in this world are really themselves, did anyone care which selves they are?"

The author glosses over his past in a single sentence—perhaps it was filled with sorrow, death, or perhaps there was nothing left to cherish—but that authentic self in that world was a real and complete self. Even if he hated his original world, it was still the world where he truly existed and accepted himself. Even if the author created a world with loving people, people who loved him, beautiful rules, or an incredibly powerful cheat-like ability to constantly upgrade himself, the self existing in that world wouldn't be a complete self…

As she spoke, Chef Mai started to cry. How could anyone not miss their own world?

How can anyone not mind the separation of soul and body, and not mind others praising and marveling at their own soul while looking at a body that doesn't belong to the soul?

If so, could you teach him to be less sad, less upset, less prone to overthinking, and less prone to doubting every day whether the people around him love the body of the star system or the soul within it?

Wu Cheng patted him on the shoulder and said, "You're getting stuck on this. You don't need others to acknowledge or approve of you to live. As long as you feel okay and live well, that's enough. As long as you are the one experiencing the world, you don't need to care about the medium through which you perceive it. The important thing about living is the soul, since the body will eventually decay and disappear anyway."

Chef Mai smiled blankly and said, "Maybe I'm just overthinking things."

But it's truly heartbreaking. Look at the people in the interstellar world; they're all grieving for Lin Shuying, and her parents are crying for their own daughter. Who cares about the other soul named Lin Shuying inside this body?

The gentle breeze she created, everything she brought to the interstellar space, and her sacrifice for the search for interstellar history—yet the monument to interstellar humanity does not record a second Lin Shuying, only one Lin Shuying, their Lin Shuying, not the Lin Shuying summoned from the heavens.

Even if a note were added after Lin Shuying's name to indicate whether the summoned soul was included, it wasn't. It's like someone conquering an empire, dying upon ascending the throne, and someone else taking the seat.

The Qingfengyi was completely disrupted, and decision-making power fell into the hands of most people across the entire interstellar space, including those in the design space.

The day after StarCraft released its investigation report, Qingfengyi launched its server.

But everyone noticed that Qingfeng's intentions had changed.

Chang'e is gone, Erlang Shen is gone, the Ten Kings of Hell, the 100,000 Yin Soldiers, the 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, the Five Divine Beasts that recently appeared in Heaven, and all the Great Emperors and Gods have all vanished. Even the divine beasts of the Immortal Island and the Immortal Realm have disappeared without a trace, as if they had been slaughtered.

Only the dense forests and the monotonous colorful clouds indicate that this is a beautiful world, and that the dreamlike scenes seen before were not unreal.

Players can't accept this!

Just as things were about to get heated, a player said in the world chat: "Design Space! Everyone go to the Design Space. The modeling and inspiration data left by the designers are still there. But it's locked. We have to unlock it until it's at least 80% accurate to the original design before that character can return."

"Huh? What does this mean! Give me back my goddess! Aaaaaaah!"

"My God of Wealth is gone too, and my Kitchen God and God of Cookery are just spacing out and can't work anymore, boohoo."

"Give me back my pure and carefree soul!"

This last sentence silenced all the players.

Qingfengyi's soul died a little over a month ago...

At this moment, a system announcement popped up in Qingfengyi: inviting players to receive the last letter from Lin Shuying, the founder of Qingfengyi, in the main city.

The players rushed over like madmen, their tears still wet on their faces.

"Waaaaah, Designer Lin, I apologize a hundred times for the things I said to you. Please come back!"

"Waaaaah, I'm going to condemn those executioners right now and give me back Designer Lin, waaaaah."

The interstellar people's condemnation of those capitalists has grown louder again; it's been hanging there for days and it's almost getting hot.

It's getting hot again.

......

Upon arriving in the main city, everyone looked at the somewhat gray sky, reflecting their complex emotions.

With red eyes, the leader of the Bird Alliance asked, "Can Qingfengyi ever go back to how she was before?"

The people around him fell silent.

It's probably impossible to go back.

Deng Yijun took a deep breath. "I thought things would change after Designer Lin left Qingfengyi, but not so quickly. I wonder how those people are feeling now. They didn't get anything and their assets that were originally there have become worthless."

Many people like him who planned to sell their Qingfengyi resources at a high price are probably devastated. Now, forget about selling them; they're just sitting there, rotting away with no chance at all.

Selling now would definitely result in a 70-80% loss.

Sister Xunmei said, "Ah, people are always like this. They think that their methods won't change anything, but will only bring benefits. But have they really gained anything? Maybe, like sending that person away. Judging from the video she posted, it seems she's wanted to leave for a long time."

. . . .

The sky brightened, and in the distance, dazzling flames shot into the sky, directly scattering the misty clouds.

That's a phoenix. It burst out of an underwater volcano, its wings covered in lava, and it kept striking down.

I don't know what happened to it, but its feathers kept falling, carried down by the lava. It came from the horizon, and it seemed that it could only fly to the sky above the main city before plummeting straight down.

Countless players were heartbroken and quickly summoned a small boat to fly upwards, hoping to catch their beloved phoenix.

But then a phoenix's cry exploded before the eyes of countless players!